The Hall of Weapons held a world of its own within, vast beyond measure, yet only a dozen or so people were browsing the weapons.
Ming Hao stood beside Fatty Zhang, Lin Yong, and the others, smiling as he watched them choose from the dazzling array of weapons.
Back in the Dining Hall, Ming Hao had privately considered that he could not let these fellows merely talk about choosing weapons, only to begrudge spending their sect contribution points and pick something at random to get it over with.
So, after leaving the Dining Hall, he had brought them straight here without hesitation and let them browse to their hearts' content.
The moment Lin Yong, Zhang Ze, and the others entered the Hall of Weapons, the multitude of weapons caught their attention and left their eyes dazzled.
Each weapon radiated its own unique glow, making it impossible to put down. They seemed to like every single one, wishing they could pack up all the weapons and take them away!
After accompanying Fatty Zhang and the others for a little while, Ming Hao went off to one side with Lin Zihan to help her choose.
He kept recommending different weapons to her, hoping to find the one that suited her best.
Suddenly, a graceful, beautiful longsword caught Ming Hao's eye.
Its blade gleamed with cold light, and gemstones studded its hilt. It looked exquisite.
Ming Hao excitedly rushed over, picked it up, and showed it to Lin Zihan, full of hope that she would like it.
However, Lin Zihan merely gave the longsword an indifferent glance before turning her attention away and continuing to browse the other weapons.
Ming Hao felt a little disappointed, but he did not lose heart. Turning around, he spotted a zither-like dulcimer. Its strings shimmered