"Mr. Ling..."
"Mr. Guo, you are many generations older than me, just call me Ling Chen."
Mr. Guo smiled and said, "Alright then. Ling Chen, I'll get straight to the point. I heard you have a weapon that can transform at will."
"Correct." Ling Chen nodded, this wasn't a secret, everyone knew.
Mr. Guo, suppressing the excitement in his eyes, asked, "Can I take a look at it?"
"Of course, no problem." Having said that, Ling Chen took out the Tianling Blade he carried with him and handed it to Mr. Guo.
Mr. Guo held it with both hands, not sure if it was because of his age or his emotions, he shakily took the Tianling Blade, gently stroked the engraved patterns on the surface, and a compelling brilliance burst from his cloudy old eyes, showing no signs of being a man in his seventies.
"Tianling… so you really do exist." Mr. Guo murmured to himself, his tone carrying a trace of emotion.
"Mr. Guo, you know about it?"
