"I only drew the knife halfway because I didn't want to scare you, honestly, kid..."
Hu Ma looked at the frightened expression of the Sun Family's Seventh Son and managed to hold back a laugh. This saw-toothed knife was borrowed from Zhou Datong. He hadn't used it for long, just a year or two, but it had already been through a lot.
It had cut down quite a few people in between, hacked evil spirits, and even participated in major events like banishing the green-clothed evil ghost, eliminating the Ji Tang of the Beggar Gang, and slaying the Five Evil Gods.
The knife had taken dozens of lives, and it naturally carried an ominous aura. Once an ordinary item, it was no longer ordinary.
Initially, he intended to return it to Datong after using it, but Datong eventually refused to keep it. The knife caused Datong to have nightmares and would make sudden noises at night, scaring him so much that he adamantly refused to take it back.
