"This spear?"
Chen Kangbao looked at the thick, long spear, his goatee trembling.
The spearhead was cold and sharp, its chill bone-piercing. Special patterns covered the shaft.
Sunlight streamed through the window and spilled over the cold spear, and vaguely, an icy aura seemed to press against them.
Qi Yuan held the long spear, his expression calm. "What a pity this spear can't be pulled. The ones you can pull are the powerful ones!"
Qi Yuan voiced his regret.
He could turn Zhi Shuang into a giant sniper rifle, some kind of Barrett.
But there were no bullets!
Could Zhi Shuang shoot out bullets if he pulled her?
At most, she would be a water gun. Her power was far too weak.
A long spear was more suitable.
"How is Red Cloud Village?" Qi Yuan asked.
"Young Master, we can talk as we walk."
"Fine."
Bang!
Qi Yuan was forcibly stopped by the door.
The spear was carried sideways and slammed into the wall, unable to get out.
Seeing this, Chen Kangbao hurriedly said, "Young Master, why not carry it upright? The door is narrow, but it is tall."
"No need. I'll wrap my spear around my waist."
Chen Kangbao: "???"
Naturally, after wrapping it around his waist, Qi Yuan's stomach looked enormous. Before leaving, he used Thousand Transformations to conceal it.
Otherwise, causing a commotion upon going outside would not be good.
He had always kept a low profile.
But the spear was too large to hide completely.
It was like an impressive bosom that could not help but draw eyes. The moment Qi Yuan stepped outside, many wandering martial artists turned their gazes toward him.
"What... is that wrapped around him?"
"How strange."
"Could it be some treasure?"
Quite a few diners below the inn began discussing it