C72 [the Precious Sword of the House]

"Ah?" Feng Wenhao was taken aback. He had never expected Feng Zhentian to utter such words. He noticed that his son had grown much more sensible since he had been missing for those few days.

"Hehe, Dad, this sword still doesn't have a name. Why don't you name it?" Feng Zhentian suggested with a smile.

"Alright, alright!"

After pondering for a moment