In the private study reserved for the arrest officer, Chen Yuan had changed into his official uniform, which was slightly different from that worn by ordinary government officials, embroidered with simple patterns.
The new sword he had donned was also a high-quality Hundred Refinement Blade.
Not to mention cutting hair as if it were blowing in the wind, it was incomparably sharp, slicing through copper and iron. It was superior to the Ten Refinement Blade used by normal government officials by at least one level, and was worth at least ten pieces of silver.
In Ping'an County, no more than three master smiths could forge such Hundred Refinement Blades.
He had carefully scrutinized his reflection in the bronze mirror before him, the young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes and a profound gaze. Dressed in an official uniform, anyone would praise him as a promising youngster.
"Creak."