Within the vast Myriad Sword Grotto, two figures—one large, one small—stood silently facing each other beneath a wash of gentle light.
Fu Yan’s words left young Chu Lingling at a loss. She stood stunned for a long while before mechanically lowering her eyes to the Wushuang Sword in her hands and murmuring,
“My… sword?”
“Yes. It is your sword.” Fu Yan suddenly smiled softly and confirmed it.
Chu Lingling carefully examined the sword in her hands. After who knew how long, she finally looked up and met Fu Yan’s gaze before nodding.
“Wushuang is my sword.”
At this, Fu...
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