"Oh, that's too bad!"
Zijun reluctantly closed the image. She really liked it, and there was also the Imperial Dragon Stone she had obtained yesterday.
At the same time, she suddenly realized, when had she started to enjoy collecting these things?
Was it because this man often gave her gifts, or was it her inherent nature, merely shifting her interest in jewelry to these items?
"Eh, what's this?"
She clicked on a WeChat message from someone named Lin Dandan. The name was strange, and the content incomprehensible—just a picture, no explanation. Was it mistakenly not sent?
Su Sheng leaned over and, astonished, said, "Heavenly Sword?"
The image was of a rusty, no, completely rust-encased sword-shaped object, that would likely be scorned even as scrap metal. But Chu Zhongtian would never stand him up. Being over a hundred years old and having bested many, it was implausible for someone to dare to strike back at him!