"Hmm."
Lan Xingling and Ling Xue also knew that when they returned this time, they would surely be reprimanded by the elders of the clan and face a harsh scolding.
However, just as Ling Chen was about to turn back, a strange fluctuation from one of the nearby stalls caught his attention.
Ling Chen approached the stall and his gaze fell on a mottled black small sword.
"Boss, how much is this?"
Ling Chen picked up the black small sword and asked.
This black small sword, in itself, had nothing special about it, but just now, the Void Emperor's royal decree had emitted a slight response to it.
If not for this, Ling Chen wouldn't have paid attention to it.
The stall owner was evidently startled by Ling Chen's question, then glanced at the black small sword in Ling Chen's hand and asked, "Why are you interested in it?"
"Curiosity."
