Xia Ruofei felt a twinge of awkwardness. He had no intention of using the dazzling golden flying sword. After all, he had used the blue immortal sword for so long that it felt like an extension of his own arm. Switching to a new weapon would inevitably require an adjustment period. Furthermore, the blue immortal sword's quality was still slightly superior, so there was absolutely no way he would replace it.
Chen Nanfeng chuckled. "Mr. Xia, put it away! It's your magic weapon now!"
"Understood, old Mr. Chen." Xia Ruofei didn't decline the offer any further. With a nod, he stowed the dazzling golden flying sword into the spiritual space.
"It seems your storage treasure is quite remarkable!" old Mr. Chen said with a warm smile. "It's exceptionally well-hidden. Neither a ring nor a belt... Even I couldn't detect it!"
