"No matter how much silver there is, it's just a worldly possession." The 12th sword's expression was dejected.
His temperament changed.
Desolate, lonely, and disheartened, he walked forward and opened the courtyard door.
Xiao ran shook his head and entered the residence. The 12th sword closed the courtyard door.
He led him to the backyard.
They arrived at the pavilion.
"You sit here for a while, I'll go and cook a few dishes." The 12th sword said.
"You know how to cook?" Xiao ran looked as if he had just met him.
Her scrutinizing eyes saw through him.
"Yes." Sword 12 replied calmly,"I've been alone for a long time, so I naturally know a little."
"Then I'm in for a treat." Xiao ran smiled.
The 12th sword turned around and left.
After he left.
He was the only one left in the large backyard.