Cheng Nuo held a dagger-like blade in the palm of her hand. The material of the blade was indiscernible, yet even in the dim light of the shop, it emitted a sharp, cold glint.
The hilt was wrapped in ebony, featuring exquisite, non-slip textured patterns. The sheath was lined with sheepskin, designed to be worn on the waist or strapped to the leg, making it particularly well-suited for close-quarters combat.
The pawnshop owner had served in the military during his youth. After returning home in his later years, he had taken back the ancestral pawnshops from his spendthrift son. On the battlefield, amidst the flash of blades, one needed more than just raw skill; a reliable weapon was paramount.
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