Empty-handedly seizing the blade, Chen Jie held the Jade Maiden Sword in his hand, feeling an icy chill upon contact. The Jade Maiden Sword held in his hand felt like ice.
Following this was a piercing sharpness radiating through his body. Indeed, it deserves its title as the number one sword in the world.
Holding the sword, Chen Jie immediately reversed his grip and raised it with one hand, then promptly offered it back to Master Jue Mie with the other.
"Master!"
The whole process was seamless, and Master Jue Mie hadn't even reacted; she only felt a powerful suction force, and then the indestructible Jade Maiden Sword slipped from her hand. By the time she reacted again, she saw that Chen Jie had already returned the sword to her.
Seeing the sincere smile on Chen Jie's face, Master Jue Mie had a stern expression and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"Look down on me?"
