Whether or not you watch, it is no reason to take my saber.
Everyone knows it, and Hua Changdeng certainly knows, Bazhun'an has mastered the Witness Sword Technique, capable of nurturing spiritual swords with the Power of Name.
Even if it's your own sword, held for too long, it might still betray you.
"Ghost Hunter!"
Hua Changdeng's eyes were cold as he reached out and summoned.
Ghost Hunter immediately broke free from Bazhun'an's hand and flew toward its original master.
"Hahaha!"
Bazhun'an laughed out loud, grabbed Ghost Hunter's tail, and his sword cognition flashed as he surveyed the sword body.
Buzz!
Silver light shimmered brightly.
Ghost Hunter's sword body trembled violently, unable to suppress moaning in the void, enjoying extreme pleasure.
"Brother Hua, don't be anxious."
"I'm only borrowing it, not taking your sword."
Bazhun'an seemed neither fully awake nor completely drunk.
