Pei Ye chased all the way to the county office, the warmth in the sky had already dimmed.
He was somewhat embarrassed now. Although he had been informed that this sword has a spirit, he hadn't expected it to have such a distinct personality - based on its previous impressions while in Ming Qi Tian's hands, Pei Ye had always thought it was noble, reliable and resilient.
That is, the kind that wouldn't bother bickering with its owner.
So why did it lose its spirit after only a couple of swings?
At the front of the county office, he looked up and saw the luminous silhouette hovering above the second courtyard.
'It stopped running? It's quite sensible, at least it didn't disappear without a trace.'
Pei Ye thought comfortingly, striding into the county office. Just as he stepped through the door, he heard a vague but familiar male voice from the next courtyard.
It seemed to be speaking to the Liuli in the air.