"Friend Lin, your spirit of drawing the sword is truly admirable."

Leng Fengchun's eyebrows, full of vigor, held a trace of respect.

Lin Hao handed the sword Wenxin to him, letting out a bitter laugh, "Thank you, Friend Leng, for the gift of the sword. This sword did not break."

"As for Bluebird, I will find a master craftsman to repair it and then return it to you."