C87 Chapter 87

"Master, this is the Blood-thirsty Sword!"

The skinny man who stole the Blood-thirsty Sword brought the sword box in front of a handsome middle-aged man with an evil smile.

The man was dressed in an expensive green silk shirt. Although he was middle-aged, there was not a single beard on his face. If one stood too far away, he would look like a young man in his twenties.

"Haha!" "You did well