"If you really want to fight, the Buddha Master is always ready to accompany you. However, looking at you now, it seems you have no mood to fight tonight!" the Bloody Monk sneered, "You can leave, but shouldn't you leave behind the things that don't belong to you?"
"Things that don't belong to us?" Ao Wuchang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "What are you trying to imply?"
"The Seven-Star Ancient Sword and the Ink Pattern Black Gold Blade both have rightful owners," the Bloody Monk sneered, "Did you take them without the consent of their rightful owner?"
Only then did Ao Wuchang realize they had packed up the Seven-Star Ancient Sword and the Ink Pattern Black Gold Blade and were about to take them away. Hearing this, he pondered slightly and said, "Leave the Ink Pattern Black Gold Blade!"
