Liu Mou listened and hurriedly stretched out his hand to embrace the darkline longsword in front of him, shielding it like a protective mother, warily watching the Great Elder. After all, Liu Mou did not want to return it just like that; having stayed here for a year, he had been given a weapon he could not even use, not to mention the rationale of taking it back—selling it wouldn't even allow for a return.
"Ha ha ha." Seeing Liu Mou's behavior, the Great Elder couldn't help but laugh, then he spoke indifferently, "This longsword is much better than your Silver Dragon Spear. If you truly dedicate yourself to cultivating and studying this sword, it will certainly take your attack to the next level."
Liu Mou listened and nodded noncommittally, but inwardly he disagreed.
"Ha ha, secure the scrolls gifted to you; we shall depart now." The Great Elder laughed as he spoke and then walked towards the hall entrance.
