Xiao Muting filled a cup of tea that had been brewed, placed it on the table, and then waved to Su Han: "Come here and have a taste."
"Don't drink." She said decisively and did not move.
Xiao Muting pursed her lips, then turned back to take the fruit plate from the other table, and began to peel the fruit.
Su Han tapped Chang Jin's shoulder with the ancient scroll in his hand: "The man who knows how to pick hearts is here."
"Reply to the princess, here she comes!" Chang Jin replied politely.
"Let him in, I want to see the weapons he uses." After Su Han said this, he walked to the round table on the other side.
But before he took three steps, he was pulled into Xiao Muting's arms, and he asked softly: "What are you doing..."
"Nothing to do, I want to meet that hero, what are you doing?" Su Han looked up at him from his arms and asked in confusion.
Xiao Muting pouted aggrievedly: "We've agreed that we won't be angry anymore, why are you still treating me like this?"
"I'm not angry, hehe... I'm really not angry..." Su Han tried to push him away, but failed.
"You're angry, I know. Tell me, how can I stop you from being angry... As long as you say it, I will do it. Even if Feng Qing Pavilion is disbanded, I agree." Xiao Muting said anxiously.
"You also let that lunatic get infected. I'm doing business, and I'll talk to you later." Su Han lightly punched his chest and glared at him.
"Then let me go with you, okay?" Xiao Muting still didn't let go and looked at her with a flattering smile.
"I didn't say not to let you go, let go! What a shame!" Su Han twisted his body again and rolled his eyes at him.
Xiao Muting let go of her waist, but still held her hand tightly, intertwined their fingers, raised it for a look, and smiled with satisfaction.
Su Han rolled his eyes helplessly and could only let him hold it, walked to the table and sat down.
Chang Jin brought the man in and was about to kneel down again.
Su Han said: "You will die if you stand up straight. If you get used to kneeling, you won't be able to stand straight anymore. Stand still."
"Yes!" Chang Jin replied immediately.
After the man next to him glanced at him, he could only clasp his fists and salute: "Senior Shawar, I have met His Highness and the Princess."
Su Han couldn't help but asked, "Do you have a younger brother?"
Shawar was also stunned, but nodded truthfully: "In response to the princess, yes."
"Your brother's name is Dika?" Su Han frowned.
Shawar shook his head: "My younger brother is also named Sha, and his name is Sha Ni!"
"Pfft...cough..." Su Han just laughed and then coughed to cover up his laughter.
But none of the three people present understood it. Xiao Muting really thought she had been choked and ran his hand along her back.
Su Han lowered his head and waved his hands. After calming down his emotions, when he raised his head again, his face was still slightly red: "How about showing me the weapon."
"I realize my mistake..." Shawar immediately admitted his mistake.
"Don't worry, I won't confiscate your weapon. I'm just curious about what kind of weapon can tear out a person's heart so accurately and smoothly." Su Han's eyes returned to calmness, with a slight chill.
Shawar glanced at Chang Jin again and saw him nodding slightly, then pulled out a thin sword from his waist, held it up with both hands, put it on the table, and then stepped back.
Su Han picked up the sword, and it was really light in her hand. Seeing that the sword was still trembling slightly in her hand, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and stretched her head to look at the shining sword.
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"You can understand it, why don't you let me see it." Puyang Hongsheng's voice came from outside the pavilion door.
Su Han did not put down his sword, nor did he take his eyes off the sword. He just said calmly: "Who told you to be late? I'll see why it doesn't work first, and I'll feast my eyes on it first."
Puyang Hongjun and Puyang Hongsheng came forward and bowed to Xiao Muting first. Puyang Hongsheng rushed up in one step. He didn't take the sword, but half-lying on the table, he stretched his head and looked at the sword.
The two of them looked exactly the same, which looked very funny.
Puyang Hongjun wanted to remind him, but Xiao Muting stopped him. He also pointed to the chair next to him and motioned for him to stop minding other people's business and sit down.
He raised his head to Chang Jin and pointed to the tea he had brewed before. He immediately went over understandingly, brought the tea over, distributed it to the two of them, and then stood aside.
"This is too thin. The craftsmanship is absolutely superb. Is it better than yours?" Su Han whispered.
"It looks good, but this sword should have a very deep inner strength, otherwise it will not be able to support the thinness of the sword. According to the method you mentioned, which can directly dig out the heart, it is extraordinary." Puyang Hongsheng also said.
Answer softly.
"Why do you care about other people's skills? I'm asking you if their craftsmanship is better than yours." Su Han rolled his eyes at him across the sword.
"I would say it's strong, but it's not necessarily true. It's just that the materials used are really good..." Puyang Hongsheng said immodestly.
Then he stood up suddenly and looked back at Shawar: "You don't have just one sword, right? There should be several. Otherwise, if you don't use it now, how many times can you destroy a sword?"
Shawar was stunned again, feeling that the people in this room were almost becoming fortune tellers, how could they know everything.
"I'm asking you something, tell me." Puyang Hongsheng said anxiously.
"Four, about four times." Shava said.
"The person who made your sword is right next to you?" Puyang Hongsheng asked.
Shawar shook his head: "No, I usually order ten swords from him at one time, and after taking them away, I order ten more, that's all."
"Do you perform many tasks?" Su Han tilted his head slightly and looked at him from the sword.
Shawar rolled his eyes and then looked at Chang Jin: "Deputy Pavilion Master, do I have too many tasks?"
Chang Jin immediately answered for him: "As for the princess, Shawar's tasks are not too many. In the past six months, there have only been five tasks."
"A sword is expensive, right?" Su Han asked again.
After Shawar shook his head, he nodded again: "It's not too expensive. With my ability, I can still afford it."
Su Han stretched out his hand again and Puyang Hongsheng stood opposite, frowning and pondering, but he was reluctant to put down the sword in his hand. Her appearance at this time was really funny.
Xiao Muting immediately put the tea cup against his lips to prevent himself from laughing out loud. Puyang Hongjun did the same, but he coughed kindly to remind Puyang Hongsheng.
But he didn't hear it at all, and he didn't come back to his senses until Su Han grabbed his sleeve and was pulled down.
"What are you thinking about? You are so entranced. Come here and let me ask you, can you make a sword that is as thin as this and smaller than this? If you can't, I will find an expert who made this sword..."
Su Han pointed at the sword and asked him.
"What are you talking about! I can't cast it, I can't cast anything, who can you turn to for help?" Puyang Hongsheng became anxious upon hearing this.
"Don't! Let's talk ugly beforehand. If it doesn't work, just say it. Don't let me wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse to tell me that I failed. Don't say that I am anxious and smash your foundry. I can tell you.
, it can be done." Su Han stared at him again.
"I can tell it, and it can be done. If you don't believe it, just try it. If I can't cast it within three days, you can find whoever you like, and I will never stop you. I can also go together to worship him as my wife.
Master, how about it!" Puyang Hongsheng stared back at him unconvinced.
"Okay, what a gentleman says!" Su Han said, slapping the table.
Puyang Hongsheng also patted the table: "It's hard to chase a horse!"
Su Han threw the sword towards Shava. After he reached out to catch it, he gently pulled his wrist and inserted it back into his belt. This was obviously a waist sword.
Su Han pouted with envy, then turned to look at Xiao Muting.
He immediately said: "I'll get one for you later and I'll teach you personally."
Su Han nodded with satisfaction, grabbed the tea from his hand, and took a sip.