Wang Mian gritted his teeth in anger. The nine Quanzhen standard longswords, although it couldn't be proved that they were all destroyed by the giant rat clan, were definitely related to them. When he saw these swords and recalled the previous water inundation of Suqiu, any trace of pity he had felt was gone. He only hated that he hadn't allowed himself to feel more hatred at the time.
He silently gathered the longswords without anyone saying a word; the two yellow weasels kept quiet. This wasn't about dividing spoils but about retrieval.
Huang Xiaoxian let out a sigh, "We might as well collect them all. As for the other swords, it's hard to tell..."
Wang Mian was taken aback but then realized the truth. Yes, many Quanzhen disciples didn't use standard longswords, instead purchasing their own. How could one be clear about that?
