A fermented sour smell wafted off his body, making Fu Manman and Zhuge Hong instinctively take a step back.
Fan Wubing asked, "Why did Great Sword Immortal Li Yuan want to buy from you, and you ignored him?"
The little old man chuckled, "That kid lacks talent, not cut out for sword training. But you, you're a natural-born sword prodigy!"
Fan Wubing smiled, "Is that so? But I'm not really interested in swords."
After he said this, the Flying Sword Peach Blossom, which had been staying quietly in his Purple Mansion for a long time, couldn't help but feel downcast.
The old man's eyes burned with enthusiasm, "Interest isn't important, what's important is that you're suitable!"
At this moment, a government official came over, looking annoyed and speaking harshly,
"Old beggar, why are you still here! Get out, hurry up and get out!"
