Nangong Moon waved a wave, and that simple box fell into his hands. He held the box in both hands and handed it to Song Yan. He smiled and said, "Brother Song, this is my intention, and you must accept it."

"What is it?" Song Yan asked with a smile and took over the box.

"Brother Song might as well open it." Nangong Moonway, between the eyebrows hidden with a certain degree of satisfaction.

"Huh!"

Song Yan opened the box, about a foot long, with a transparent jewel the size of a thumb embedded in the hilt. The thin and sharp green sword came into sight, but it was forbidden...