Duge looked at Tong Shihong and smiled, nodding his head, "Good."
Tong Shihong let out a sigh of relief and circulated his qi to adjust his combat state.
Duge drew the longsword strapped to his back, held it with both hands, and saluted Tong Shihong with a fist, seriously saying, "Sect Master Tong, this sword is three feet seven inches long and one inch three parts wide, forged from fine steel. It has slain the fierce beast Gluttony, and is named the Gluttony Sword."
The Gluttony Sword?
Tong Shihong's pupils shrank, and some not-so-pleasant images involuntarily invaded his mind, causing the momentum he had just built up to suddenly dissipate.
But seeing the serious look on Duge's face, he took a deep breath and once again adjusted his mood. Mimicking Duge, he showed his own fists: "This old man does not wield weapons. With a pair of iron fists, I've fought all over the world. The name of my fists is 'Overlord Fist'. Sect Leader Feng, please enlighten me."