C165 How Should Hu Siqian Write This Report?

Suppressing the excruciating pain within his body, Zhang Xuan strode over and retrieved the bronze sword lying beside Zheng Fuqing.

Crafted with exquisite detail, the sword didn't seem to be the work of a modern artisan; it was clearly exceptional. It had fallen from Zheng Fuqing's grasp and plunged into the earth, leaving only the hilt visible, its edge razor-sharp