Chapter 1875 The Misunderstanding

“It was a misunderstanding! Lord Aragon, I swear I didn't mean it back then.” Winsen's usual oppressive aura vanished as he quickly explained, “Your sword soul isn't with me. Since your Great Dragon Blade is an ultimate divine artifact, how could I, a mere Spirit Stage cultivator, control your sword soul?”
“F*ck, stop beating around the bush.” Aragon glared fiercely at Winsen, his voice laced with bitterness. “If it wasn't for you stealing the sword soul of my Great Dragon Blade years ago, do you think I would have lost to that old fool, Astarot?” His question hung in the air, heavy and accusing. “Tell me, where is the sword soul of the Great Dragon Blade now?”
“Um...” Winsen began to stammer, unable to meet Aragon's gaze directly.