Qiu Yexuan had high standards, and the fiery competition did not ignite the cold silence in her heart. However, when Liang Xiaonuo drew "Shengping," she almost broke the armrest of her seat! This blade... isn't it the saber that her teacher always had by her side?
"What's wrong? You seem surprised," Zhu Mengtong asked curiously.
"That knife... doesn't it look familiar?" Qiu Yexuan asked in a suppressed voice, "I've only seen it on two people, one is that mysterious Lieutenant General, and the other is my teacher..."
With this reminder, Zhu Mengtong also turned her gaze to the competition screen, watching for a long time and said, "It looks very similar at first glance, but there are differences... it's not the same blade. Besides, I remember you said that the blade was buried with your teacher."
