Jimo (Complete)

"Ziying, wait." Seeing Murong Ziying about to leave, Han Lingsha immediately called out to stop him. Murong Ziying halted, turned around, and looked at Han Lingsha. "What else is it?"

"I never expected you to be a good person, Ziying." Han Lingsha stared at Murong Ziying for quite a while before saying this with a smile.

After spending this time together, although Murong Ziying had always kept a cold face, Han Lingsha and the others had come to understand what he was really like. Had it been anyone else, they would not have gotten off with merely a verbal reprimand for being so presumptuous. Not to mention that Murong Ziying had now become immune to Han Lingsha calling him by name rather than "Martial Uncle."

"Do not try to change the subject." Han Lingsha's praise made Murong Ziying pause slightly, but he immediately returned to his usual expression.

"I heard from the other disciples that you like fine swords and things related to them, Little Ziying. I've always carried this with me, but I have no use for it. It would be a pity to leave it lying around, so why not give it to you?" As Han Lingsha spoke, she took out a golden object.

"This is... the Nine-Dragon Silk Sword Tassel." The usually expressionless Murong Ziying rarely showed emotion upon seeing the object in Han Lingsha's hand.

"Wow, Little Ziying, you really know your stuff. This really is a sword tassel woven from ten-thousand-year ice silkworm thread using the special 'Nine-Dragon Silk Binding' technique." Perhaps because it was rare to see such an expression on Murong Ziying's face, Han Lingsha looked especially delighted.

"This is something only the imperial family may possess. How did you obtain it?" Murong Ziying did not reach out to take the Nine-Dragon Silk