Li Du nodded and then did not continue speaking.
Actually, even if Wang Zhan didn't remind him, he had already seen the peculiarity of the knife and naturally wouldn't keep staring at it.
He could also sense that there was indeed something strange about the knife.
Especially those blood-red engravings, which made one shudder slightly.
Meanwhile, Xiang Tian had already turned his face aside, standing behind Wang Zhan.
After all, among the three of them, his strength was the weakest, and even when looking at the people in the scene, he couldn't match them.
In other words, he naturally lacked the resolve to withstand the knife before him; otherwise, he might be directly controlled by it.
However, although the three were fully prepared, the others present were not like this; everyone's eyes were entirely on the knife, and in an instant, they had all started vying to possess it.
