When Lord Zhu was recounting earlier events, Wen Yan listened as if he were a mere spectator. However, as the story progressed, he increasingly felt that something was amiss.
"Lord Zhu, could it be that this sword has slain a dragon and carries a Curse? If the pieces are gathered, might those who obtain them face disaster?"
"That's somewhat true. Ordinary people can't withstand it, so after it shattered, the pieces were dispersed and sent out."
Wen Yan's expression turned troubled.
He recalled what King Guilong had said when appraising those fragments last time.
They were related to the Dragon Clan, but it was not a Curse, and they had just begun to awaken.
Before now, he had never linked those rusty fragments with this well-preserved sword hilt.
The two items had indeed been placed together before without any reaction, so they didn't appear to be connected.
But now, Wen Yan felt they were almost certainly connected; perhaps they were even originally one piece.
