Qi Xingfeng let go of Zhang Yuehan and took two steps forward to catch it steadily. He held the handle of the huge axe with both hands and rested it heavily on his shoulder. He touched it lovingly and said, "Thank you, Xiaolu."
"Little general Qi, quickly open it and take a look."
Some people cheered. They had followed them all the way here just to see the true appearance of the huge axe.
Qi Xingfeng was in high spirits. Under everyone's expectant gazes, he untied the red knot and then untied the red cloth wrapped around the huge axe.
When the cold glint appeared, everyone exclaimed in unison.
It was a good axe, a peerless grade. One could tell just by looking at it.
Even if it was not sharpened, it could still make people feel a chill.
Just looking at such a huge axe made one's scalp tingle. If it slashed down, it would probably split a person into two.
"Go, go—"
