As Xu Ping'an's voice fell, Desolation Queller's pressure receded somewhat. The phantom of the enormous halberd swayed slightly, yet it still did not disperse, remaining firmly locked onto Xu Changqing.
It was as though it would erupt again the moment its master gave the slightest signal.
Yet neither Desolation Queller nor Xu Ping'an had expected that Xu Changqing would not panic. Instead, the shock on his face gradually faded, replaced by intense curiosity.
"Why panic?"
Xu Changqing looked at his son. The anger in his tone was gone, replaced by a trace of anticipation. "Since it is a Pseudo-Immortal Artifact, summon it and let your father have a look."
Though he had wielded quite a few top-grade magic treasures in his life, he had never seen a Pseudo-Immortal Artifact up close. This was a perfect chance to inspect one—perhaps he might even find some inspiration for forging in the future.
Xu Ping'an's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He stood stunned for a long while before finally coming back to himself, asking in confusion, "Father, how did you know it was a Pseudo-Immortal Artifact?
And how did you know what was happening to me here?"
The matter of Desolation Queller acknowledging him as its master had been extremely secret.
Even Li Yueyao and the others who had always stayed by his side knew nothing of it.
They only knew that he had obtained a powerful magic treasure; they had no idea it was a Pseudo-Immortal Artifact.
Yet his father had exposed its origins the very first time he saw it. It was truly inconceivable.
Seeing the stunned look on his son's face, Xu Changqing could not help but laugh. "You are Xu Changqing's son. How could a father not care about you, not concern himself with you?"
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