"Open the window and close the door."
Following the Sword Pavilion elder's instructions, Lu Gao and Lin Shen reached out and closed the door of the Sword Pavilion.
In the Sword Pavilion, Han Muye and Huang Six walked to the window and pushed it open.
Rows of windows were pushed open. The hot air collided with the cold sword Qi in the Sword Pavilion, producing faint sounds.
Gao Xiaoxuan, who was standing there, looked confused.
Opening the window, Han Muye and Huang Six pushed the wooden shelves containing the swords to the window.
Han Muye did all this effortlessly. Whereas, Huang Six, who had already given up on cultivation, had not exercised for a long time and was already panting.
"Brother, let me do it."
Behind Han Muye, a faint ox shadow rose and easily pushed the wooden shelf.
He moved quickly. In just a moment, he had pushed all the wooden shelves on the first floor to the surrounding windows.
