"Heavenly Punishment Blade?"
Lin Mu looked at the long blade on the table, his expression pensive. "Does this blade have an origin story?"
Dusk had fallen by the time Lin Mu returned to Forgotten River Hall. Seeing Lin Mu's return, Liang Sheng and his daughter were naturally filled with a mix of surprise and joy. They were surprised that Lin Mu had returned safe and sound, as though he had merely gone out for a stroll. Their joy came from the fact that Lin Mu was unharmed, which greatly relieved them both.
Zhao Hedong, in particular, was shocked and felt even more fortunate about his earlier decision. Indeed, apart from Liang Sheng and his daughter, it was Mr. Lin and Daoist Master Qing Yu who were the most unfathomable, their origins clearly extraordinary.
