"A famous sword went back?"
Gu Qing'er stared in utter disbelief at the famous sword Yanmang, which had returned to its original position.
He could clearly sense that under the pressure of his Enchantress of Absolute Beauty, Yanmang, also a famous sword, had been utterly unable to bear that humiliation.
It had indeed flown out.
But where had that final force that dragged it back come from?
"Xu Xiaoshou, how does this count?"
Gu Qing'er asked.
Xu Xiaoshou had likewise just recovered from his shock.
He had never imagined that a scene already driven into a complete dead end would still have room for such a twist.
If the famous sword had truly been pulled out at that moment,
Xu Xiaoshou admitted that he would have had no face to renege.
But now...
"What do you think?"
he said with a beaming smile, the joy he had recovered once more written across his face.
This restriction was just too powerful!
A sword that had been pulled out was like water thrown away.
Yet under this restriction, even spilled water could be gathered back.
At this point, it was no longer a matter of whether he was reneging or not.
Quite truly, Gu Qing'er had failed to completely break this bizarre restriction. In other words, he had failed to pull out the sword.
"The sword has returned to its original position. According to the rules, you failed to take it away. If you want to continue trying..."
Xu Xiaoshou paused, slowly raised a fist, and said, "Add a zero."
"You!"
Gu Qing'er's face turned ashen. He held it in for a long while before finally choking out, "You rogue!"
Xu Xiaoshou spread his hands and looked at the famous sword. "Did you pull it out?"
"I clearly pulled it out just