Pei Donglang remained silent, silently took out the knife from his waist, stroked it gently, and said quietly: "Dear sword, it is fate that you and I met. I can't bear to treat you badly and let you rust in the scabbard.
Today, I will——"
Su Zhiyu immediately knelt down and smiled like a spring breeze: "Uncle, you have a noble status, how can you wash your face by yourself? I will fetch water for you right now." Pei Donglang remained silent and silently took out the water from his waist.
He gently caressed the sword and said faintly: "Sword, it is fate that you and I met each other. I can't bear to treat you badly and let you rust in the scabbard. Today, I will——"
Su Zhiyu immediately knelt down and smiled like a spring breeze: "Master, you have a noble status, how can you wash your face by yourself? I will fetch water for you right now."