'If he said that, then what should I say later?'
'Shouldn't I be the one to say that?'
Ye Xuan was stunned. He was extremely unhappy that Ouyang Xiu had stolen his lines.
Ouyang Xiu was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he sneered, "As a sword cultivator, don't tell me you don't even have your own sword?"
After hearing this, Yanran was also surprised.
Ouyang Xiu was right. Ye Xuan was clearly a sword cultivator, yet why had he not taken out his sword?
After hesitating for a while, Yanran took out a high-grade sword from her storage space and threw it over to Ye Xuan.
"Senior Brother, I'll let you use this sword for a while."
"Ah, but you have to return it to me after you're done."
After hearing this, Ye Xuan was dumbfounded. At first, she thought that his senior sister was so rich that she could casually give him a magic artifact. It turned out that she was only lending it to him.
