Several other people also hurriedly stepped forward and each presented a certificate of meritorious service.

What is a certificate of merit compared to a useful sword and swordsmanship instruction?

Six merit certificates are six hundred spiritual stones.

Huang Laoliu turned to look at Han Muye.

This guy, how come making money is like robbing?

Looking at the certificate of meritorious service in front of him, Han Muye shook his head slightly.

Zhao Youzhi and others' expressions darkened.

Huang Laoliu, who was about to stretch out his hand, froze in mid-air.

"Well, Brother Han, you are all from the same sect. If you can help, just help." Huang Laoliu coughed lightly and said in a low voice.

He couldn't bear to part with those six hundred spiritual stones!

Zhao Youzhi and others cast a grateful look at Huang Laoliu.

Han Muye chuckled, shook his head and said, "Let's go."

Before Zhao Youzhi and others, who looked desperate, could speak, Han Muye continued: "You stayed in the sword pavilion for too long today. You have to choose swords. Come back tomorrow."

tomorrow!

It's not that I'm rejecting myself, it's just that I've stayed too long today and the sword energy is hurting my body!

Zhao Youzhi and others bowed happily: "Thank you, senior brother, for reminding us. We will come back tomorrow."

It doesn't matter if you miss receiving the sword today. As long as you can receive a suitable long sword and get guidance from Senior Brother Han, it's worth waiting for a day.

Zhao Youzhi and others left. Huang Laoliu collected the six pieces of merit, then looked at Han Muye, looking up and down.

"Brother Han, why do you know so much about those swords? Also, how do you know these sword moves?"

After hearing his words, Han Muye leaned back and narrowed his eyes.

"Sixth brother, when we are in the sword pavilion, we not only need to observe swords, but also people, and we also need to observe swordsmanship."

"This is the Sword Watcher of the Sword Pavilion."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the stacked wooden frames.

"Every sword here is polished by us. They are like our children."

"Are you willing to leave them in the wrong hands?"
Chapter completed!