"This sheath was forged by craftsmen in my family; you better recognize its value," Iga Kawa said indignantly.
"Thank you for it," Ye Shikai remembered. The sheath was shiny silver in color, likely not just rare metal, but meteorite iron, immensely solid. The meteorite to make a sheath like that would have to be a large, naturally formed piece—a truly rare treasure. With this in mind, no matter how displeased Kawa seemed, Ye Shikai believed in her sincerity during this visit.
"Could you come over here? I want to tell you something," Kawa suddenly said shyly. Perhaps because Su Qingyu's aura was too imposing, even the fearless Kawa seemed apprehensive.
"Of course, Qingyu, Anna, please wait for me a moment," Ye Shikai, with a look of apology, smiled at Anna and gestured for Kawa to go ahead.
"Kawa, what did you want to talk to me about?" they moved to a corner, and Ye Shikai asked curiously.
