Ye Huan did not follow them out. At this moment, his attention was still focused on the saber—or to be precise, on its scabbard and hilt.
"This surely isn't just a decorative piece, is it?"
Muttering to himself, Ye Huan gripped the scabbard with his left hand, grabbed the hilt with his right, and pulled. The blade slid right out with a firm tug.
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