"Black Blade Qiushui?" Shijing's face changed dramatically when he saw the blade. He stared fixedly at Luo Zheng, his cold gaze filled with furious hatred. His body trembled slightly from anger, and he gripped the knife in his hand tightly as if he would eat Luo Zheng alive, and he demanded, "Who are you?"
"Hahaha!" Tiger King burst out laughing and said, "Shijing, did you ever imagine that your ancestral knife would fall into our hands? Black Blade Qiushui? Pfft, it's now renamed Dragon Tooth. Imperial Sword, Enchanted Blade Muramasa, Black Blade Qiushui, the three great ancient blades. The whereabouts of the Enchanted Blade are unknown, and the imperial sword was destroyed by me. I wonder if it has been repaired?" he said, his face full of scornful mockery.
