When Wang Ye saw this, a look of surprise instantly appeared on his face.
To Wang Ye, this sword seemed to be tailor-made for him.
Immediately, Wang Ye turned to Meng Qian and spoke, "Elder Meng, this sword is very compatible with me. I'll choose this one."
Wang Ye's tone was certain.
His voice was mixed with the joy of discovering a treasure.
Upon hearing this, Meng Qian looked towards the sword Wang Ye was pointing at, and upon seeing it, she glanced at Lin Shuang with some surprise.
Lin Shuang's face, which had not yet faded from the blush, now deepened a bit. She slightly shrank her head downward, wishing she could just hide her face.
But her eyes were still carefully examining the sword Wang Ye was pointing to.
"Are you sure you want to choose this sword?"
"Yes."
As soon as Wang Ye had finished speaking, he noticed that both Lin Shuang and Meng Qian had something off about their expressions. Instantly, Wang Ye asked them with some confusion:
