The little sword spirit, now brimming with power, seemed to have inexplicably grown in size. The most amusing part was that the scabbard finally stopped falling off.
This made it extremely happy.
The scabbard was like its pants; it constantly falling felt incredibly embarrassing.
Recalling the promise Han Yu made, the little sword spirit spoke in a childish voice.
"Seeing as you're being so kind, I'll give you a hint."
Upon hearing about the hint, Han Yu didn't feel the slightest bit happy; in fact, it even gave him a headache.
Damn it, everyone keeps saying they're giving hints, yet when you get in, it's a different story.
Should he listen?
Listen! Why not?
Han Yu openly showed his willingness to listen, which satisfied the little sword spirit, who then spoke slowly.
"Run faster!"
What?
What do you mean?
Han Yu was genuinely baffled by what this guy said. Wasn't there supposed to be a hint, and he got sent off with just these three words?
