Su Rimu looked at the short knife in his hand that was used to blow hair and cut hair in confusion, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "As for what..."
"Why not?" Fu Yuanzhou, who was standing by the high platform with his head slightly lowered and looking at the various arenas below, gave him a faint glance, "If you go out with a sword, what will happen to me?"
Su Rimu's mouth twitched even more fiercely, "How much do you want to kill me..." If he could go out with a sword, would he still need to remain anonymous?
Fu Yuanzhou rolled his eyes, "Who asked you to bring your sword? Just a piece of scrap metal will do."
"You would say it's just scrap metal, but I don't want it~~~" Su Dajiu looked disgusted with this.
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