GIANT SNAKE AND FAMILIAR FACE

His grip on Wu Jiang tightened. It was long and hard, and it felt right when his cold hand wrapped around it.

"Long and hard? Why would I use those words to describe this sword?" Bai Chen muttered as he turned his eyes to stare at the sword in his hand.

It was the sword he had gotten from Wu Jinhai, and he had brought it with him before he parted with the original owner of the sword earlier. When he heard the strange movement earlier, his hand automatically gripped the sword tightly as if he was seeking protection from the sword.

And how he described the sword sounded wrong because Wu Jiang was not only the name of the sword but also the birth name of Wu Jinhai. He instantly remembered how his hand touched something long and hard as well, but unlike the sword that felt cold under his palm, the other long and hard object felt extremely hot in his palm.