Chu Yi furrowed his brow. Was this old man always so irritable?
Zhou Min was also somewhat embarrassed, ceaselessly trying to dissuade Chu Yi.
But once Chu Yi was set on something, he saw no reason to let go.
He let out a cold chuckle and said directly, "If you insist on being so, then I, as your junior, have nothing more to say!"
Chu Yi's hand immediately revealed the Blood Sword, but unexpectedly, the old man was taken aback.
"The Asura Sword? Where did you get this sword?"
Chu Yi was also surprised; he hadn't expected that the old man would recognize the Asura Sword at a glance, which meant he was no ordinary individual.
Chu Yi smiled. "I had not anticipated that elder's eyesight would be so sharp. I mean no offense and, moreover, even if you desired to take this sword for your own, it would be impossible!"
He brandished the Blood Sword in his hand, which resonated with Chu Yi's soul and burst out with a blinding red light with a buzzing sound.
