C43 Rusted Sword

As the middle-aged man spoke, he pulled out a bunch of Longsword s from behind the counter.

"Clang!" With a sound, the Longsword was unsheathed, and a faint golden light shone onto the entire room.

Han Feng nodded, but he did not seem to be satisfied. He just nodded slightly and took the Longsword from the middle-aged man.

Han Feng felt comfortable when he held it