"Don't ever take off the black stockings next time!"
The satisfaction in the voice of the Bronze Sword seemed to proclaim that such a preference was a matter of pride.
"It's none of my business!"
Lin Baici's head was spinning, and he hurriedly clarified.
"Hehe!"
The landlady gave Lin Baici a look, full of charm.
I don't believe you for a second!
The Bartender watched Nangong Shu and Lin Baici chatting, feeling a bit sour inside—he actually had a crush on the landlady.
"A weapon with consciousness?"
The old man was shocked. This was a top-notch item!
If everyone is socially dead, it's as if no one is, so Lin Baici passed the Bronze Sword to the landlady: "Dragon Tooth Flying Sword, a premium weapon, care for a look?"
Nangong Shu glanced at the Bronze Sword marked with mysterious runes, then at the innocent-looking Lin Baici, and crossed her arms.
"You don't have to be shy, your XP is pretty normal."
A smile played on Nangong Shu's lips.
Tsk!
