After Zhan Yun mentioned the dagger burning his hand, Wang Jingmin strangely did not respond. At the moment, his face was flushed red, and all his strength was being used to suppress the dagger.
Wang Jingmin had a feeling that as soon as he relaxed his grip, the dagger would fly away, or even worse, turn around and stab him!
What made Wang Jingmin even more anxious was the sense that the strength of the dagger in his hand was growing stronger, as if it might slip away at any moment.
However, the people around him were unaware of what Wang Jingmin was going through.
At this time, people were still praising the two daggers as divine weapons, believing only such daggers were worthy of Wang Jingmin.
Hearing the praises from the crowd, Wang Jingmin's face grew even redder with embarrassment and discomfort. He felt that his power was not enough to control the dagger.
