One-Inch Thinking, Then One-Inch Grey
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
That sword did not appear to be very special. It was made of bronze and looked rather antique. It had no frills or special adornments. It was just a sword that had some interesting and old text scrawled across it.
"One-inch thinking, then one-inch grey." Han Sen slowly read the words on the sword out. They were only a few words, but it enabled the people there to feel what it was like to miss someone profusely.
Jian Bu Gu said, "Yes. This is the sword. When I first encountered it, I thought it was just an obsessed-type of a sword."
After saying that, he saw Qin Bai stepping toward it. He swiftly stepped forward to prohibit Qin Bai's way. He casually said, "This sword is different from the other swords of Soldier Knife Sky. This empty area is his. You cannot access it."
"Mister, what would happen if we did?" Jia Shi Zhen politely asked.