Chapter 83: That's My Brother in Arms (Please Favorite, Follow, and Vote for the Monthly Ticket)

The wrapping was clean on the inside, bloodstained on the outside, and then he gripped the cane handle with the wrapped hand, forcefully pulling the 'sword' out.

The burly man's body stiffened for a moment, then he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He Ao stepped back two paces, walking step by step back to his original standing spot.

The bright red blood flowed down the silver blade, gradually leaving, leaving only the cold gleam behind.

This sword did not stick to blood.

When, years ago, Regit had no hope of curing his leg, he found an 'Ironsmith' from the underground world and used all his savings to forge this sword, hidden inside his cane. This was also why He Ao, after getting home and retrieving his cane, never left it out of his reach.

Strictly speaking, this 'sword' couldn't exactly be called a sword in the traditional sense, it was double-edged, thicker at the top and sharper at the bottom, and it was not long, looking somewhat like a short sword or a 'dagger'.