As Zhang Xuan and Little Amulet had communicated through telepathy, Sword Saint Xing was unaware of their interaction. He thought that it was because he had said that the painting could be the Great Codex of Spring and Autumn that his son had suddenly gotten so excited.
However, to only start laughing after several minutes had passed… his reaction speed was a little slow!
"Xuan-er…"
Seeing how his son's laughter did not stop even after some time, Sword Saint Xing could not help but call him out of worry.
"Un!" Zhang Xuan quickly recovered from his laughter and nodded. "No matter what, we'll have to get that painting!"
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