C1041 Disastrous Defeat!

Ye Yu grasped the sword in one hand and held it upright.

With a flick of his finger on the blade's edge, a clear ring echoed through the office.

"Excellent sword!"

Ye Yu nodded slightly, murmuring, "This blade represents the zenith of modern craftsmanship!"

"Yet, it's a pity..."

Qin Guodong's face tensed, prompting him, "A pity about what?"

Ye Yu regarded the sword with a hint of sorrow