"Let's go, lad. Warm up the wine, and we'll be back soon," Old Ge instructed Mu Can.
"Wait."
It turned out that the Sword Venerate could no longer contain himself, and he slowly descended with his sword control.
"A master of the Sword Dao," Old Ge said gravely as he looked at the Sword Venerate. Even in the presence of someone like Old Ge, who could manipulate even Martial Saint Level experts with ease, he knew that if a battle truly broke out with the Sword Venerate, predicting the outcome would be difficult.
"Elder, what's the matter?" Mu Can looked at the Sword Venerate in confusion. What was going on? Weren't they supposed to stay hidden to protect themselves? Yet, here he was, noticeably making a descent, seen by so many. How could they still remain hidden now? Despite the confusion in his heart, his words were filled with respect.
"I wanted to ask the young friend if I might also participate. This old man wishes to request a cup of wine," the Sword Venerate said.
