Zhang Dadan was brought to a suburban courtyard by Sunx Wuxiong. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw rows of blades.
"Mr. Zhang, you know our Sun family is a martial arts family. There's nothing valuable in the house, but various cold weapons are always available!" Sunx Wuxiong rarely spoke up first.
Zhang Dadan glanced around. There were many swords, spears, sabers, axes, cymbals, hooks, and forks, but the Sunx family specialized in Inner Sect Skills. They shouldn't be using a bunch of blades, should they?
"How old are these cold weapons? Are they antiques?" Zhang Dadan joked.
Before Sunx Wuxiong could answer, he saw Sunx Wei walking out from the inner courtyard, greeting him warmly, "Mr. Zhang, we have guests at home. I hope you can forgive me for not meeting you sooner!"
"Well... it's nice to say... it's my unsolicited visit. I've been bothering you!" Zhang Dadan modestly shouldered the responsibility.
