She tightened her grip on the Cold Iron Longsword, its faint chill dispelling the romantic notions in her mind. Shen Qingyao's slightly hazy eyes regained their clarity.
She was ashamed of having such thoughts and terrified that Chen Cheng might notice her expression.
However, Chen Cheng clearly hadn't noticed her strange behavior. The man was still completely engrossed in fiddling with the three-foot-long cyan blade in his hands.
This Longsword was made of Profound Gold, with a tiny bit of extremely precious Fire-attribute Flame Crystal Ore added, and was personally forged by the Shen Family's Artifact Refining Master.
Shen Qingyao had originally set it aside for her own future Cultivation of the Flame Sun Sword Skill, but now Chen Cheng was the one to benefit.
Whether to wield a sword or a saber—that was the question on Chen Cheng's mind.
