C555 A Short Sword!

"Make a choice already. You've been wavering for quite some time," the old dean chuckled, seeing Xiao Han frozen in place. He found the situation amusing for some reason.

Was the kid unable to pick out a weapon?

Or did he simply not grasp what was being suggested?

That seemed unlikely, though. Xiao Han's earlier gaze had betrayed an understanding.

"Old dean, I... I'm not sure what to pick