"Hey, Sect Fellow Shi Mu! You're earlier than I expected. Have you retrieved the sword?" Fang Bozheng asked as soon as he saw Shi Mu.
"I always live up to my words!" Shi Mu said as a light flashed, revealing the large ancient sword in his hand.
Everyone present along with Fang Bozheng was stunned to catch a glimpse of what was in Shi Mu's hand. Seeing that the sword was none other than the remnant of their heirloom, they were shocked and all fixed their eyes on Shi Mu.
Fang Bozheng immediately reached out for the ancient sword with a big smile across his face.
"I didn't expect Sect Fellow Shi Mu to be this good. Since you've successfully retrieved the treasure, is the thief dead as well?"
"Well, almost," Shi Mu's eyebrows raised as he chuckled.
Fang Bozheng was stunned but before he could even react or say another a word, Shi Mu curled his fingers into a fist and threw a punch trailed by a golden shadow. The hit landed and surprised Fang Bozheng.
Dong!
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