The Knight Sword had long since been put away by Fangsheng into his spatial inventory. At this moment, the three of them were truly like grasshoppers tied to the same rope, with no need to hold long swords and maintain vigilance. After all, they still had to pass through the sleeper carriages next. If any ordinary people were to catch sight of these sharp, silver-gleaming blades, there was no telling what kind of commotion and chaos it might trigger.
"Wait a moment. When we cross the sleeper carriage, please put away the weapon in your hand first. Besides, your own appearance..." Fangsheng took a deep sniff at the thick, pungent smell of blood exuding from the other person's entire body, and abruptly choked on his words. Although it was pitch black all around, allowing only a vague outline of a figure to be discerned, that overwhelming and nearly suffocating stench of blood seemed to be telling the two of them that the other person probably looked rather unsightly.
"Never mind... Let's just leave it at that for now," Fangsheng sighed with helplessness. Given the current situation, there simply wasn't any spare time to let the other person clean up.
Chapter 423