Choose the Sword, Choose the Owner

Taking out a jade-white silk scarf, Han Muye gently placed it on the hilt of his sword.

There was a sword evaluation process.

The silk scarf wrapped around the hilt of the sword. With his other hand, he held the scabbard and slowly drew the sword.

The sword light was cold, and spiritual light flowed.

It was indeed a rare and good sword.

Shao Tianyi watched from the side with a hint of desire in his eyes.

He had been in the Life Seizing Tower for so many years, but he had never had a good sword.

On the other hand, Zeng Daniu did not know anything about swords. He could only tell from the flowing light that the sword was extraordinary.

He was even more nervous about whether his shopkeeper could evaluate the information of the sword.

Jia Wu and Shen Fugui looked at each other, then turned to look at Han Muye.