Qingyang felt a bit reluctant when he heard that. This sword had accompanied him for many years. It wasn't that he was afraid they wouldn't give it back, but that they might carelessly lose it.
Seeming to notice Qingyang's hesitation, Ju Tianrui had quite a good impression of this Taoist priest, so he patiently explained, "Don't worry, hand it over to us. We'll definitely return it to you when the time comes."
Only then did Qingyang hand the sword in his hand to Ju Tianrui. Ju Tianrui took it, then asked the team member beside him to register it.
Very soon, with the two lines entering at a rate of a hundred people per minute, there was no one left standing outside the side gate after twenty minutes.
This Weng City of the Third Outer City was three times the size of the Weng City in the First outer city, about three mu in area.
But now, crammed with over two thousand people, it still felt a bit crowded.
