"But… I didn't even give Mom a gift." Looking at the sword in his hand, Jiang Xinyuan started to blame himself. He had only been playing with Mom these few days and had not prepared a gift for her.
When his mother was on a mission, she wanted to make him a gift, but he didn't think about it at all. He felt that he wasn't a qualified son.
"It's alright. I've prepared it." At this moment, Jiang Yi, who was not far away, suddenly spoke. Then, he walked over with his assistant. The assistant came to Fu Xin with a rectangular box.
Fu Xin hesitated for a moment before taking the gift. When she opened the box, it was actually a sword. This sword was slightly bigger than Jiang Xinyuan's, but smaller than a normal sword. It was different from the ones in television dramas. It seemed to be specially prepared for women. The scabbard was silver and hollow. From the hollow, one could vaguely see the sword body inside.