Xiao Ye walked in carrying a Sword Box. He paused for a moment when he saw Wen Qianqian, then scratched his head and smiled. "Brother Fang, my apologies. It seems I've come at a bad time..."
Fang Cheng waved his hand to show it was no bother and poured Xiao Ye a cup of tea in a white jade cup.
Xiao Ye offered the Sword Box, saying, "Brother Fang, I heard you'll be leaving in a couple of days. I found a Flying Sword to give you as a parting gift. Thank you so much for your guidance during this time!"
"You're willing to part with a sword?"
Fang Cheng had gotten along well with him lately and had grown accustomed to receiving various gifts from the Xiao Family. But he knew how much Xiao Ye loved Sword Techniques; logically, a Flying Sword would be the last thing he'd give away.
Curious, he didn't stand on ceremony and took the Sword Box, opening it right away.
