Huang Yueli was utterly discomfited. Catching hold of Li Moying's arm, she wished she could chomp hard on it to relieve her anger.
Li Moying was dumbstruck as well. When he finally came to his senses, he felt unjustified.
He hadn't done anything at all, yet for no reason, the sword shot out with purple lighting, causing his finger to bleed and absurdly completed the process of acknowledging him as the master of the sword.
"This…. Li'er, don't be agitated. Listen to my explanation….."
"You're a liar, traitor, scoundrel….." Huang Yueli refused to listen nor accept his apology.
Between laughter and tears, Li Moying felt slightly guilty. Even though he didn't know what had happened, the fact is he did promise Huang Yueli that he will not poach the armament. And now he has reaped the biggest gain.
A half divine relic!
Even the word "priceless" cannot describe its value!
