"Well, we don't have to talk anymore."

"Hey~~ Wait a minute." Seeing Zheng Yu getting up, Li Xiaoling quickly stopped him: "Okay, this Seven Star Sword was stolen by a senior brother of our sect ten years ago."

"Stolen?" Zheng Yu looked at Zhang Haitang and the others and then asked, "Since it was stolen, why don't you go find that guy."

"We looked for him, and my father sent four purple, white, gold and blue protectors from our sect to chase him, but then he seemed to have evaporated and disappeared."

"Purple, white, golden and green, is your family a Ming sect?"

"What did you say."

"Nothing. Well, let me ask you if your senior brother can use the Thunder Summoning Art and this Seven-Star Sword."

"Of course, he is the person closest to our ancestors in the history of our Tianshi Mansion."

"Ancestor? Are you talking about Zhang Daoling?"

"You can't call my ancestors by their first names. This is a big taboo. I'll tell you everything when I'm done. Give me the Seven-Star Sword."

"no."
Chapter completed!