Sunless lowered her head and saw the sword remnant in Shi Xiaobai's hand. That purplish-gold hilt and silver blade, wasn't that her purplish-gold silver dragon sword?
But...why was it in such a state?
Sunless quietly came in front of Shi Xiaobai and squatted down. Gently, she pulled out the sword remnant from Shi Xiaobai's hand and hugged it with a pained look while muttering, "Little Purple..."
Little Purple was likely the name she had given to the sword.
Shi Xiaobai looked sideways at the girl's face. Under her dark golden hair was a fair face. And on her face, there was a pair of blue eyes that had a depressed look. Other than that, there was no other expression. That was all there was to that.
However, Shi Xiaobai could feel the intense woes the girl was feeling in her heart, as though she had lost a loved one.
"Sorry."
Shi Xiaobai could not help but say that single word to profess his apologies.