Lin Feng was somewhat speechless. He did not expect it to be so troublesome to sell equipment. "Principal Qin, since you don't believe in the origin of the sword, then won't it be alright if I just don't sell it?"
Qin Wuyi's eyelids twitched. The other party really planned to not sell the sword to him? This time, Qin Wuyi actually somewhat believed that the other party was from the Qin family. Wasn't this the temper of the Qin family? They flipped the table at the slightest disagreement.
However, how could he let Lin Feng leave just like that? Therefore, he looked at the crack on the sword and said, "Sir, don't joke. The crack on this sword clearly appeared recently. This means that my sister might have encountered an enemy. If you tell us the origin of the sword, we can save my sister as soon as possible."
