Absolute Trust, Run into the Darkness

After a short rest, the two of them calmed down.

Shen Rulin raised the Thunderball and looked at it for a moment. In an instant, countless small electric arcs jumped on the sword.

"Good sword!"

Shen Rulin's eyes lit up as he praised sincerely.

Lin Ran chuckled when he heard this. The original owner of the Thunderball was the only one who had been conferred the title of king after the founding of the dynasty. How could his sword be ordinary?

However, Lin Ran didn't tell Shen Rulin this. Otherwise, it would make him seem like he was showing off.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Ran looked at Shen Rulin and asked, "Do you still have that bamboo smoke?"

"Bamboo smoke?"

Shen Rulin was stunned for a moment before he reacted. "You mean five-colored smoke, right? I do have, but there's not much left. The Golden Guards are equipped with two smokes of each color."