Zhang Xiaohua still didn't understand and asked, "What do you mean?"
He Tianshu quickly tried to cover up, saying, "Well, I don't know how expensive this treasured sword is, let me think more about it."
Zhang Xiaohua snorted and turned to leave, saying, "Then I don't want this toy either."
However, as he turned around, he accidentally touched another sword on the rack, making a loud "clang" as it fell to the ground.
The sleeping blacksmith suddenly raised his head upon hearing the noise and shouted, "Catch that thief!"
When he saw He Tianshu holding a little sword and Zhang Xiaohua standing there, he quickly wiped the drool from his mouth and approached with a smile, saying, "I'm sorry, sir, what have you taken a fancy to? I was just dreaming just now, my apologies."
Zhang Xiaohua bent down and picked up the fallen treasured sword with his left hand, holding it tightly, saying, "If you hadn't woken up, we would have really taken this sword."
