"I have a photo of your Ancient Sword in my possession, have you forgotten?" Li Xin's words were devoid of any emotion, sounding extremely serious, and not at all like a joke.
This time, it was Chu Yi's turn to be silent.
He didn't know what Li Xin meant by her words.
Could it be that his Ancient Sword was a fake?
"Are you implying that this Ancient Sword is fake? You really have quite the nerve..."
"Listen to me," Li Xin took a sip of water and slowly said, "Someone got injured."
"Huh?"
Chu Yi was puzzled, someone got injured?
Could it be that in this Ancient Tomb, there were those giant rice dumplings from TV dramas?
Chu Yi was somewhat dazed; in this regard, he indeed lacked understanding.
One could say he had no clue at all.
"It was the Ancient Sword that struck someone."
"Pfft—"
Chu Yi couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
