"Is this what you're talking about?"
Greg Jensen casually took out the Sword of Coagulated Frost, twirled it into a sword flower in his hand, and sneered, "Don't tell me you've never even seen it."
The Dwarf stared intently at the Sword of Coagulated Frost, he had indeed never seen the sword before; he had only heard about it from others.
By the time he found the sword's original owner, the man was nearly dead, and he had forced out the location of the sword from the dying man's lips, which led him to the Locke family.
However, the moment he laid eyes on the Sword of Coagulated Frost, he had a feeling in his heart—this was indeed the Flying Sword.
The Dwarf licked his lips and said, "Kid, hand over the sword, and I'll spare your life."
Greg Jensen laughed and said, "Even your Hall Master died at my hands, what makes you think you have the right to say that to me?"
