"Like you? Living for more than two thousand years?" Chen Mo still did not quite believe him, but what he said sounded logical, so he decided to listen for now. He had originally wanted to seize this fellow and grind him into the ground, but after hearing something this explosive, he naturally decided to wait.
Xu Shi understood human nature as well. So, if this fellow called Hondao Shigehiro willingly offered up his things, not only would it save him a great deal of effort, but he could also ask about matters he did not understand.
If he resorted to force and robbery, he might end up getting nothing. He had looked Chen Mo over and found nothing on him. Oh, except for that Onimaru Sword, which he had casually taken back and placed in the weapons storage on the ground.
To get what he wanted, he could first deceive this fellow Hondao Shigehiro. Once he had what he wanted, could he not do whatever he pleased?
"Then tell me, how did you live for so long?" Chen Mo asked.
Xu Shi looked at Chen Mo, then chuckled. "Little guy, you're still playing dumb with me here. Do you think you can still escape?"
As he spoke, Xu Shi took out a short blade resembling a wakizashi. "Do you know why this blade is so short?"
Chen Mo had genuinely wanted to ask. This blade had clashed with his Onimaru Sword without chipping, which made it exceptionally precious. Yet when he swept it with his Spiritual Sense, he found no runes on it, nor anything particularly unusual.
Furthermore, after scanning it with his Spiritual Sense, he still could not determine what material the blade was made from. That was truly strange.
"I really would like to know. Go on, tell