After Sir Guo left, Apollo let out a sigh of relief.
"He's definitely suspecting something," the beggar muttered. But it seemed like he wasn't going to be forced to spill any information, which was good. That's something Apollo liked about Sir Guo—a reasonable man. However, as he stood in front of the weapon rack, taking a wooden sword from it, he suddenly felt a gaze on him. A shiver ran down his spine—it was the same gaze he had felt just moments ago.
That guy is still here, Apollo thought, narrowing his eyes. But thinking about it, he realized he'd probably do the same if he were suspicious of someone. A smile crept onto his face as he jumped to the middle of the stage.
With the sword in hand, he began practicing the movements from the Simple Sword Technique. He had already mastered it, but right now, he was just putting on a show.