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This sword pierced into the brow bone as if it were piercing into tofu.
This is undoubtedly a treasure sword that cuts through iron like mud.
Shao Feng took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, slowly wiped the sword tip, then discarded the handkerchief and sheathed his sword.
Chu Zhiyuan praised, "Good sword."
Shao Feng cupped his fists, "I have met the Fourth Prince."
Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and looked at the six fallen middle-aged men, "To last so long under six Grandmasters is truly rare."
Shao Feng was indifferent, "The Princely Heir praises too much, we're far from it. Without the Princely Heir, we would have been bound to die."
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile, "This is also the fortune of you two outstanding talents."
Qu Ying said, "My lord, I was ordered to deliver the sword. Should it be brought to the mansion, or given to you now?"
