"Great Xia is too far away, it'll take a while for the sword to fly over…" Hearing this, Ren Baqian felt it like ten thousand alpacas were running through his mind.
"Can't you make these few wolves leave without a sword ?" Ren Baqian saw that Ning Caichen maintained the same posture and said to him with a lowered voice and a look of grievance.
As for the sword flying back from Great Xia by itself, he was reminded of The Arabian Nights. But since they were reaching the critical juncture, he felt Ning Caichen wouldn't speak casually at this moment.
Ning Caichen still held the same posture of one hand clutching at the sky. Prior to this, Ren Baqian thought this posture was worth eight points, but now, he just wanted to give him a tight slap.
"Deputy Ren, I will have to inconvenience you to stall for time. Without the sword, I am no different from an ordinary person." Ning Caichen turned his head to speak to Ren Baqian.
