Shen Jiayun's body stiffened slightly, and she could distinctly feel the vibrations of the spear tip trembling through the air by her ear, as if it brushed past her gently.
This was also the first time a stranger had helped her put on that hair accessory. She pulled out the glowing blue Bead Flower from among her waterfall-like black hair, holding it in her hand.
Qin Ming retracted his spear and then turned to return it.
The owner of the Purple Gold Spear felt somewhat embarrassed. Earlier, when he loaned out the spear, he bragged, saying it was like indirectly dueling with Nie Rui, clearly flattering.
Now, how could he continue to praise Nie Rui after taking back the weapon? Was he supposed to boast that his spear in his hand had defeated the most formidable Twins of Chixia City in the past twenty years?
