Han Muye raised his hand and threw out the sword refined by the Stone Pond Rhinoceros Race.
Bai Wuhen caught it and took a look. He nodded and said, "It's a little rough. If it can be more refined, it can be considered a good sword."
She looked up at Han Muye. "Senior Brother Han, do you want to subdue this Stone Pond Rhinoceros Clan?"
"As far as I know, this Stone Pond Rhinoceros Clan has a very violent temperament. I'm afraid it won't be easy to subdue them."
The power of the demon bloodline greatly affected one's personality and habits.
This was something that was deeply imprinted in his bones. It could not be changed just because he wanted to.
These marks in the depths of his bloodline were even more difficult than changing his inherited memories.
Could it be that Han Muye planned to subdue this clan that was good at refining weapons?
Hearing Bai Wuhen's question, Han Muye shook his head and did not answer.
