Michael frowned inwardly, his consciousness battling against the natural urges of his teenage body. The turbulent desires that stirred within him threatened to cloud his thoughts and divert his attention from his purpose. Aware of the dangers of such distractions, he swiftly gathered his resolve and circulated his Qi, calming the surging tides of his emotions.
Regaining his composure, Michael met her gaze with a composed expression. His eyes, resolute and focused, conveyed a maturity beyond his years. He spoke firmly, "I want to see your swords and some heavenly treasures."
With a nod, the assistant gracefully led Michael through the bustling store, guiding him to the section dedicated to weapons and heavenly treasures. As they reached the first floor, a dazzling array of swords and divine artifacts caught his discerning eye. He scanned the assortment, his gaze assessing their quality and aura.
