Jiang Jun said with a smile.
He said, then took the precious blade flickering with purple cold light, its blade engraved with purple lightning patterns, and handed it over.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Lin Zheyu received the Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade and thanked him sincerely.
As soon as his hand touched the hilt, he could feel a warm sensation.
"Senior brother, you're being a bit biased, where are our gifts?" Guo Wenzi looked at the Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade in Lin Zheyu's hand with some envy and couldn't help but speak out.
"Didn't I just give them to you?" Jiang Jun retorted.
"What you just gave can't compare to the junior brother's Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade, can it?" Cui Haihong chimed in.
"Exactly."
"Back when I asked you for the Purple Thunder Demon Slaying Blade, you treasured it like it was something special, and now you're directly giving it to Junior Brother Lin."
Chen Ding was also a bit envious.
