Although you are the master of the Divine Weapon, if you commit similar mistakes and allow the Divine Weapon to be damaged, you will also bear a certain responsibility for compensation. The Divine Weapon must be passed down from generation to generation to become stronger, you cannot only consider the immediate situation and let the school's important legacy suffer.
Lu Chenzhou said,
"The junior understands."
No wonder this Divine Weapon has remained Low Class for so long; theoretically, with its blood-drinking abilities, it should have been upgraded to Middle Class by now—it must have been reforged.
Chen Tang's tone became gentler as he said,
"However, I trust you. This weapon has always been waiting for a Tiger Form Fist expert. The hope for its promotion to Middle Class may lie in your hands; do not let it down."
"Thank you, senior, for your trust."
Lu Chenzhou, carrying the spear, came to the doorway.
Wu Zun smiled and said,
