The words of the half-demon youth, Luo Feng, left Jiang Xiaoyu with a wide grin.
[Jiang Xiaoyu: You're quite the character, telling jokes with a straight face. You want me to find an Immortal Sword... and if I find one, am I supposed to just hand it over to you dutifully?]
However, Luo Feng shook his head.
[Luo Feng: You've misunderstood me. If you find the Startling Swan Immortal Sword, the sword will belong to you. You can completely take the sword and leave the city, and I won't stop you.]
[Luo Feng: Moreover, while you're searching for the Immortal Sword, I will provide you with information and help you infiltrate and search for it, fully cooperating with you.]
[Luo Feng: If you don't find the Immortal Sword, I don't want any compensation. If you do find the sword, I don't want the Immortal Sword either—it will belong to you.]
[Luo Feng: As long as after you get the sword, you lend it to me to kill a few people, that will be enough.]
