Demonic Beast Forest
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
While everyone was resting on the spot.
The Dean waved his hand at Lin Bai, indicating for him to come to the side and passed the sword in his hand over.
"What is this for?" Lin Bai cast a puzzled gaze over. The sword was more than a foot long, and it looked like a cold light had suddenly appeared. It cut through iron like mud, and it looked extremely sharp. Although it was not as sharp as those in the sword tomb, it was still acceptable.
The headmaster looked pained. He touched the hilt of the sword with a reluctant look. "I can't bear to use this sword myself."
On the contrary, Lin Bai's expression was very calm. He might have felt something when he saw these swords in the past, but now he was a little numb. He had probably seen too many swords.
Fortunately, the headmaster's attention was all on the sword. Otherwise, he might have been angered to death when he saw Lin Bai's expression.