He walked through the hall and directly burst into one of the exhibition rooms.
In the center of the exhibition room, a longsword was protected by a bulletproof glass case, lying quietly on the display stand. The body of the sword was ancient, dark red, and carved with strange patterns.
The man wore a leather jacket, and a faint smile finally appeared on his cold face.
"Chiyou Sword, finally found you!"
The man grinned, with a greedy, eerie red light in his eyes.
He carefully observed his surroundings, suddenly extended his palm, transforming it into a hand blade, slicing through the bulletproof glass as if it were tofu, without triggering any alarm devices around.
He cut open a circular hole, then reached in to take the sword, moving at lightning speed, finishing in one go, and disappeared from the museum instantly.
Early the next morning, Ye Qingfeng was drowsily awakened by Liu Mei.
