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“What a good sword!”

The moment the sword entered his hands, Hank Martin could not help but exclaim in a low voice.

Sizing up the sword in his hand, he quickly noticed that it was forged from the Violet Meteorite from the other day. “Who forget this sword?”

“It was Lance Martin,” David Bishop truthfully said.

“No wonder. I was right to think that in the entire Fresh Breeze Town