This was almost a supernatural event because the appearance of Dongfang Qingcheng was very clear, but Xiao Han's could not be made out. Even many people tried to recall Xiao Han's appearance, but they just couldn't. Moreover, in their minds, it became increasingly blurry.
This made people exclaim, looking at each other in dismay, and even some of those less brave thought they had seen a ghost.
Mo Xixi wore a strange expression, mixed with shock, she didn't say much and left the place.
In the hotel, Xiao Han held the Chi Xiao Sword with a feeling of not wanting to let it go, but he still firmly handed it over to Dongfang Qingcheng.
"I don't want it," Dongfang Qingcheng shook her head, her eyes carrying a hint of mirth.
"This sword is incredibly valuable, worth a fortune, and for some people, they would gamble their lives for it," Xiao Han seriously said, feeling that Dongfang Qingcheng did not realize how precious the sword was, which is why she refused.
