A few breaths after the leading man in gray spoke, Lin Ming appeared around a corner in the bamboo forest. The man's eyes, sharp as a hawk's, sized Lin Ming up. 'He's so young, not even sixteen. At first glance, his face still has a touch of immaturity, but a closer look reveals a sharp, astonishingly proud aura hidden between his brows. With looks and a disposition like that, he is destined for greatness!'
'So that's the eight-hundred-and-twenty-jin Rainbow-Piercing Spear. I went to the Divine Weapon Hall yesterday and specifically asked the Shopkeeper who sold it. For a fifteen-year-old boy to choose such a heavy and difficult weapon... that boldness alone is commendable.'
'If a day comes when a prince stages a coup or rebels, and Lin Ming is there with his Rainbow-Piercing Spear to defend the throne, a single sweep of that spear would claim dozens of lives. This Lin Ming... I absolutely must win him over for the Crown Prince!'
