"If I may, sir, how did this sword come into your possession? Jacob asked.
In response, the merchant gazed toward the distant snowy peak. "I was picking some snow lotus a few years ago when I found this sword. Starting off, it was exceptionally sharp, it became dull and rusty because I didn't know how to maintain it. I wouldn't sell it for five million if it were not in this condition. Do you want it or not? I want to close up and go home."
"I want it."
Without another word, Jacob transferred five million to the ecstatic merchant, stunned with disbelief that he had sold the sword for five million.
Jacob could not keep his hands off the sword. At the very least, he was sure that Argento Spada Sect was close and that the ancient ruins were very likely it "I can't believe you spent five million on a rusty old sword. Have you struck gold?" A woman's voice sounded behind Jacob, who froze at its familiarity though he could not place a finger on it at that moment.
