"Give me your sword," Ling Xiao said calmly, his words leaving no room for negotiation.
"You... boy, don't take it too far! Don't forget, you're a nobleman! Not a robber!" the Demon Sword Master roared. In his eyes, this sword was no less precious than his delicate junior sister. Of course, he'd never dare say that in front of his Sect Leader or his junior sister, but in his heart, he cherished this sword more than life itself!
"You won't give it to me even if I kill her?"
Ling Xiao said expressionlessly, glancing sideways at the black-clad woman who stood there, trembling with rage.
"I... I..."
