"Shut up!" Wang Lin frowned.
Xu Liguo immediately stopped talking, but the sword began to tremble. He thought to himself, "It's over, it's over. I must have lost my mind just now. I actually dared to attack this fiend. Xu Liguo, Xu Liguo, how can a wise demon like you be so impulsive!!!"
"The refinement will come to an end. Let's see how you perform later. If you continue to rebel, I'll erase your sword soul!" Wang Lin's voice was cold, but it was like a spring breeze in Xu Liguo's ears. His panicked heart immediately calmed down, and he quickly said,
"Master, you're really handsome..." Before he could finish, Wang Lin waved his right hand and sent the sword into the storage space beside him. He didn't want to listen to Xu Liguo's exaggerated flattery.
After putting Xu Liguo away, Wang Lin took a step and disappeared without a trace.