Chapter 1487
- Xia Zhongwen quickly waved his hand. "I can’t take that, it’s too precious."
- Ye Mo patted him and smiled. "We all have flying sword. You don’t have any, so take it. We’re all friends. Moreover, I don’t really like this type of flying sword."
- Xia Zhongwen could tell Ye Mo didn’t care about those low-grade flying swords, so he took them and thanked Ye Mo greatly.