Sol landed on the ground and looked at this youth.
"What's your name?"
"Supreme Elder, my name is Heon-Tae."
Sol suddenly shook his head.
"Brother Heon-Tae, you don't need to call me by that title, you can just call me Sol or Solovin."
Sol saw Heon-Tae hesitate before nodding slowly. He knew then that he was likely similar to Ji-Hoon, they had the teachings to respect one's title too ingrained in their brains for them to change it.
After sighing, Sol looked at the blade wrapped in rags Heon-Tae's was holding as he asked.
"Is that the key? What grade weapon is it?"
"It doesn't have a grade, Supr-I mean, Brother Sol. It's just an ordinary blade."
"An ordinary blade?"
Heon-Tae nodded and his hold on the blade tightened, but upon seeing Sol's curious expression, he reluctantly handed the blade over to Sol.
"Oh, thanks."
