Not Lacking Money

Seeing the Canghua Sword, Xiao Jian's eyes became glued to it as he took it over from Ye Yuan's hands with trembling hands.

He lightly caressed the sword body, his eyes already wet.

Ye Yuan and Mo Yuntian remained silent and watched Xiao Jian reminiscing Lu yan quietly.

"Canghua, to think that this parting lasted over a hundred years!" Xiao Jian said with an emotional sigh.

The current Xiao Jian seemed to have already walked out from his reminiscing Lu Yan emotions and recovered back to that Martial Hall's Hall Head with intertwining sword intent.

He returned Canghua back to Ye Yuan and said emotionally, "It looks like Canghua has already acknowledged you its master. It followed Master for 200 years and virtually became one with Master, but it recognized you as its master so quickly. It can be seen that you have an affinity with it."

Towards these words, Ye Yuan was still quite contemptuous.