"But, what's the deal with your sword?" False Huang Boxiong was still very reluctant to accept it, even if Ye Qing could crush the parts in his phone and hide them on his person. But how could such a large Seven-Star Ancient Sword evade his eyes?
"How have you become more and more foolish?" Ghost King Li Ruoyuan sneered: "Since he's already contacted people from the city, do you think obtaining the Seven-Star Ancient Sword would be difficult for him? Let me tell you the truth, this Seven-Star Ancient Sword, it was I, your grandpa Ghost King, who stuffed it through the back wall, just to guard against you all!"
"It was you!?" False Huang Boxiong was even more astonished and said, "Impossible, I've inspected this house, there are no cracks in the back wall, how did you stuff it there?"
