Zhang Qiling took the blade and slightly unsheathed it to inspect the equally pitch-black edge. He tightened his grip on the hilt, tested its weight with a couple of upward tosses, and nodded in satisfaction. He looked at Tianyue with a pleased expression. "Did you specifically look for this for me?"
Tianyue assumed a bold and generous air. "Of course. Do you like it?"
Zhang Qiling nodded. "Thank you." With that, he sheathed the blade and set it aside. He had long wanted to find a sword that suited his hand, and this one caught his eye immediately.
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