C1097 Sword Tomb Holy Spirit Hall

After passing the ancestral altar, Qin Shi had completely changed his image and status in the sword faction. When he walked out of the hall again, the gazes from afar were filled with admiration.

"Hehe, Shitou, this feels so good." Haoyue puffed out his chest, as if the others worshipped him.

Qin Shi smiled faintly. He did not care about this vanity