"Bam." Iwan brought his foot down on the Apostle Beater instantly after hearing his threat which he couldn't even deliver properly.
Since the blade was lying powerlessly under his feet, and Yu Lan wasn't stopping him, Iwan had no need to worry about anything else except making the sword give up.
"I will let you use your mouth once ( though I can't see it ), just give up. Or, face the wrath of feet once more." Iwan threatened the Apostle Beater while his eyes went up and down as he looked for a mouth on the body of the sword.
'It's really hard taking to a sword.' Iwan mumbled to himself before the Apostle Beater started speaking.
Iwan smiled and glanced at Yu Lan since he was sure that the Apostle Beater was going to give up.
Otherwise, it would be one hell of a shameless sword.
It was the sword of a God, and from the looks of it, Yu Lan had specifically named it before bringing out an existence within it.