When the Jiuzhou Sword returned to Qin Hao's side, it let out a soft hum, as if telling Qin Hao it would not allow him to do that again in the future.
This was Qin Hao's own path; it didn't want to affect him too much.
If he got used to relying on external power, it would have an enormous impact on Qin Hao's future.
"I understand what you mean. Don't worry, this won't happen again."
Qin Hao spoke, giving his word.
He had only wanted to give the other side a fierce counterattack, to stop them from being so overbearing and thinking he had no power to strike back.
He believed that after this incident, there would be many people who would no longer dare to cause trouble for him.
After all, he had acted strong enough; anyone who wanted to mess with him again would have to carefully consider the consequences.
