A broken sword? A fight to the death? Gamble with life? A duel? ...
For some reason, everyone only thought of negative words, and for a moment, they looked at Tantan with a bit of a strange expression.
But on Tantan's face, there was genuine joy, obviously she really liked it.
Even if such a thing was given to them, they wouldn't want it, right?
"Isn't there a better one over there? Why choose this broken one?" He Wenyu still couldn't help but remind her.
Tantan, however, stubbornly shook her head, "I want this, those are not good."
The weapon that Tantan disliked was precisely the long sword He Wenyu picked up, which was her sword, and her face was instantly full of innocence.
What was wrong with her sword?
Mo looked at Tantan with a bit of a strange expression but said nothing. Some talents, if properly explored, might end up going nowhere. Maybe letting her grow freely is better?
So he simply pretended he didn't see anything wrong and looked away.
