"I misjudged, this Chu Feng, he is a thousand times, ten thousand times more formidable than I imagined. I never expected that without sword meridians, he could still be so dazzling, so outstanding." Elder Zhuang's eyes looking at Chu Feng were extremely complex.
Thinking about her own actions, a trace of regret brewed in her heart.
"Husband, the promise you made to Xiao Ying, is about to be fulfilled. Once you reclaim the sword meridians, you no longer need to feel inferior, you can marry me with honor! To become your wife, I am very blessed!"
Han Xiaoying's face blossomed with an extremely happy smile.
She was filled with anticipation and longing for the beautiful life ahead.
"Damn, how can such a small Sword Master be so monstrous? Could it be that Chu Feng, while obtaining the Heavenly Divine Weapon, also received the inheritance of Swordsmanship?" Zang Jianfeng's proud face showed a hint of seriousness.
The sense of superiority had long since disappeared.
