They had been on the road for the past few days and had gotten to know each other quite well. Shangguan Wan knew them better and felt they were worthy of close friendship. Furthermore, in the middle of the apocalypse, it would be difficult to survive alone, so they would have to form teams. Rather than teaming up with others and engaging in intrigue, it would be better to include them. That's right, include them. Because she was the strongest among them, she could do it alone, but there was strength in numbers.
Shangguan Wan planned to return to City B, prepare everything, and then confront them to see what they were willing to do. Those who were willing could stay, and those who were not willing could leave.
On May 27th, they finally arrived in City B. It was supposed to take a week, but it took them ten days to get there. They stopped and walked along the way and had a very carefree time during this period. But good times must come to an end one day.
Shangguan Wan drove into the city and went to a knife shop first.
Shangguan Wan got out of the car, and they followed suit. There was a knock on the door, and it opened with a creak. The man looked at the people who came in, and he was very excited. He invited them in.
As soon as Shangguan Wan and Han Lie entered, the man was handsome and the woman was charming, it was truly a story sent by heaven!
The master who made the knives said little. He went into the inner room, took out a box that looked quite exquisite, and carefully handed it to the girl with both hands.
But Shangguan Wan's expression remained unchanged, while Han Lie was puzzled. Why was this man so polite to Shangguan Wan, as if he was his master? Han Lie had a feeling that he was right. Ever since the last 50,000 yuan, the knife master had set his sights on Shangguan Wan.
Shangguan Wan pretended not to see it and continued to say "what else?"
The knife master went into the inner room again, went in and out three times, and placed a bunch of knives in front of the girl one by one. "Well, not bad," Shangguan Wan said with satisfaction.
Eagle and the others were shocked when they saw these knives, but they got used to the scares from the girl after one after another. Eagle looked at one of the knives, but it was longer than a saber. He took it in his hand and played with it for a while, and liked it very much. He also liked playing with knives. He rarely used knives when performing tasks before, but he always wanted to have a saber of his own, so when he saw this one, he couldn't let it go. He looked at the knife and then at the girl, wanting to speak, but he had no reason.
"Take one if you like it. I've ordered three sets so I don't need any more," Shangguan Wan said generously, because he knew it would be useful soon, so just give it to him.
"You can all pick one that suits you. I hope you can all use it one day!" It's a double entendre, and even if it's not pointed out, it still leaves people curious.
The three of them all picked out a knife they liked, but Han Lie didn't move. This made Shangguan Wan take a second look. It wasn't that Han Lie didn't want to pick out a knife, because the girl's words made him feel that something was going to happen, but he didn't want to end up like Old Eagle and the others. So he didn't move, because he didn't care. Of course, he would get slapped in the face very quickly.
Look, Shangguan Wan opened the box, and two exquisite and perfect sabers with a hint of coldness appeared in front of everyone. In particular, there was a sapphire inlaid on each handle, and this sapphire was like the eye of the knife.
Han Lie, the eagle, the goshawk, and the lone eagle all looked at the two swords. There were only these two sabers in their eyes, as if the other swords had lost their color and wind blades, and were dull and lifeless.
Shangguan Wan held the hilts, one in each hand, and played with them. She handled the sabers with such skill that even Han Lie couldn't handle them so well. The sabers were like little snakes in her hands, being played with by her. Han Lie, upon seeing the two sabers, loved them. But Shangguan Wan had made them as a pair. Who was she going to give the other one to? Han Lie felt unhappy, but he was still amazed by the sabers, just like her.
Shangguan Wan handed the knife to Han Lie. Han Lie took it and played with it. The knife felt cool to the touch, with a chill. He knew the material: cold iron, it could cut through iron like mud. This was a good knife. The scabbard was also beautiful, very perfect. Shangguan Wan watched Han Lie playing with the knife, and for some reason she said, "Give it a name." She always felt that the knife was his when he held it, and it suited him very well.
Han Lie's eyes lit up obviously. This knife was made of cold iron. He couldn't think of a good name for it for a while, so he asked the girl, "What do you plan to name it?" "Han Ming" means "Ming" in the Ming. This knife is used for revenge, so of course it should be named Ming.
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