Zheng Ming felt a surge of exhilaration in his heart. Although the person whom Master Gongsun spoke of with respect was not him, his heart was still very content.
"Master Gongsun, let's set aside other matters for now, and first discuss your eight Treasured Blades. According to the rules set by your Hundred Refinements Hall, I have found their shortcomings and flaws, so these eight Treasured Blades now belong to me, do they not?"
"Naturally," Gongsun Zhi replied without hesitation, then immediately seemed a bit troubled as he said, "However..."
His "however" instantly raised the hopes of those whose spirits had plummeted to rock bottom, as if they had been cast into an abyss of ice, making them see a glimmer of hope again.
Some even thought to themselves that their bet with Zheng Ming emphasized his acquisition of all eight Treasured Blades.
