In just two seconds, a two-foot-wide hole was opened on the tree trunk.
A space was dug out from inside the tree trunk. At this moment, an exquisite sword was quietly leaning against it.
Feeling the emperor's sword intent on the sword, Xiao Huai's eyes lit up. However, before she could take a closer look, Huo Qiyun had already taken out the sword. At the same time, he took off his coat and wrapped the entire sword tightly.
After tying the cloth bag to his body, Huo Qiyun reached out to Xiao Huai. "Let's go! He'll probably be back soon."
Xiao Huai looked in the direction where Lin Ran had left. "Are you sure you don't want to bid him farewell? Aren't you afraid that he will misunderstand you if you don't tell him clearly?"
"With that brain of his, he'll still misunderstand me even if I explained."