"Heh, your Xiao Family sure holds a lot of face!"
"Compared to the Sword Saint's legacy, what does your Xiao Family count for?"
"If you don't back off, you'll die with that boy!"
The group, blinded by greed, already had red eyes.
For the Sword Saint inheritance, they were willing to do anything.
"Brother Xiao, no need to say more."
Ling Feng smiled faintly, gently patted Xiao Juanyun's shoulder, then took out a sword and handed it to Xiao Juanyun.
"This is the sword I picked up on the Ascending Dragon Heavenly Ladder, it seems to be the one your ancestors from the Xiao Family lost."
Xiao Juanyun took the long sword, examined it closely, and his eyelid twitched instantly.
"This is indeed the sword! Thank you, Brother Ling!"
Gripping the long sword tightly, Xiao Juanyun couldn't help but be overjoyed, for this sword held significant meaning to the Xiao Family, and he had already given up hope, not expecting that Ling Feng would bring him such good news upon his return.
