“Oh.”
Chen Xing’s explanation made perfect sense, so Freya did not suspect anything. Even if she had, she would not have known what to be suspicious of.
Was Chen Xing trying to use this sword to corrupt her? Was there any need for that? The current Freya no longer cared about things like corruption. She had given up resisting, so if the witch wanted to corrupt her, then so be it.
“Yes, I understand, Master.”
Freya accepted the demonic sword, and its icy touch instantly spread through her palm.
The dim, dark-purple aura emanating from the demonic sword vanished...
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