"There's a reward?"
Chang Qing looked at the sharp sword falling inside the tower, an unexpected smile appearing on his face.
He brushed two fingers across the blade, and after feeling its sharpness, his smile widened.
"A good sword, just what I need for a handy weapon."
Chang Qing casually twirled the sword with a flourish and put it away satisfactorily.
In fact, he didn't have many means to deal with opponents. If speaking of the most handy weapon, it was still the sword.
That stone axe was too fragile, after all, not suitable for battle.
"However, I seem to be more formidable empty-handed than with a sword."
"Forget it, I'll go to the Secret Technique Tower later and see if there's a suitable technique..."
As murmurs echoed, Chang Qing vanished from the space within the tower.
A flash of light.
Upon reappearing, it was still that familiar mountaintop.
But what was different was that as soon as Chang Qing appeared, a chubby face full of excitement rushed toward him.
