"It's true what Zhao Yun said. Trust us we didn't find your other sword. Trust me." Liu just replied in the middle of this explanation.
"Yu and I only found this Gold-colored one. There's nothing else there but this one sword." Yun's explanation helped a little, although the swordsman didn't want to believe it.
Even though he was in a corner, Yu looked happily at the three friends he considered as brothers.
"Thank you Liu, fourth brother, and first brother." Looking at their faces one by one, as if this would be the last day for him to see his brothers and sisters.
Maybe that's the only sentence that Yu can say. Yu wanted to say more, but the words got stuck between his throat and vocal cords.
It's very difficult to say maybe the tip of the blade that continues to press Yu, so that it becomes depressed.
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"Ah!" He got even angrier. Even if an explanation is given. However, that alone was not enough to create an alibi for the swordsman.
