Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Han Zhao stretched out his left hand. The Severing Karma Saber and its scabbard flew out of the Mystic Spirit War Case behind him and landed in his palm.
Seeing that Qi Xuanming and Su Tianqi were stunned, Han Zhao smiled and waved at the two of them. “Brother Qi, Brother Su, I didn’t say anything about you! Co over quickly.”
Seeing this, the two of them ran to Han Zhao’s side.
“I’m relieved to see that you’re fine,” Han Zhao heaved a sigh of relief.
Although the deal had been reached and Liang Yan had said that he would not ask for the two million taels of silver back even if the mission failed, Han Zhao had always been a man of his word, especially when it ca to accepting money. If he did not fulfill his promise, wouldn’t it ruin his reputation?
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