"Is that... an axe??"
Staring at the massive crater left by the huge axe, everyone's jaws dropped open.
The thing looked so plain and simple, but it was unbelievably heavy. It truly was a treasure worthy of being guarded by the Xing Clan, a people known for their Strength.
"Ma'am, doesn't this seem a bit out of character for you?"
One of the brothers asked timidly. They didn't even need to try lifting it; one look at the depth of the crater told them just how heavy it was. It didn't seem like something a human could even carry.
"Out of character? I think it suits me just fine."
Qin Ling glanced at the axe, then at his wife, and nodded.
"Exactly. Not only does it suit me, this axe basically has my name written all over it."
Tang Mo nodded. 'Qin Ling really has good taste,' she thought. 'I didn't pick the wrong man.'
