Chương 709: My Life Is Worthless (2)

Han Muye smiled and took the sword, but he did not take the cloth bag.

"If I have time, I'll make a few comments for below mid-grade spiritual weapons. As for the remuneration, forget it," Han Muye said softly. "It's not easy to cultivate. It's also difficult to accumulate wealth, magic, companionship, and land."

Cultivation was not easy.

These words almost made the middle-aged sword cultivator holding the cloth bag shed tears.

All the people present were low-level sword cultivators, and the strongest among them was at the Earth Realm. On Scattered Stars Island full of experts, who didn't live in fear?

"Shopkeeper Han, this—" The middle-aged sword cultivator was about to say something when Han Muye said, "Your sword has a hidden injury."

Hidden injury!

These words made the middle-aged man's face turn pale.

The surrounding people were also stunned.