"Master!" Su Chen hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Hahaha, good! Good!! Good!!!" Huo Shouying laughed heartily and then produced a sword in his hand. It was a dark purple sword, two inches wide and one and a half meters long, covered in patterns.
Huo Shouying handed the sword to Su Chen. "This sword was obtained by your master from a ruin in the Divine Martial Continent three hundred years ago. Its grade isn't very high, just a Semi-Holy Artifact, but this is the best treasure your master can offer you as a welcome gift, my disciple!"
"Ah? Master, I cannot accept this!" Su Chen quickly shook his head.
"Take it, if you don't, that means you dislike it!" Huo Shouying said sternly, insisting.
In the end, Su Chen nodded and accepted the dark purple sword.
In his heart, he was grateful.
He could tell that Huo Shouying truly regarded him as a disciple.