C542 The Arbitration Court and the Fake Academy

"Hmm?"

The sudden turn of events stunned Roderick for a moment. However, in that instant, Bao Guo returned with a piece of meat in his mouth. He chewed on it and then waved his chin at Roderick, meaning, "You have a lot of swords. Continue throwing them!"

"Interesting!" Roderick laughed. That sword was not a real sword. All the middle-ranked officers of Holy Court could use it