e different.As Lu Xia Tian passed by a weapons shop called Duan's Armory, he was struck by the sight of an array of swords, spears, and arrows. The spiritual pressure emanating from these weapons was... an eye, most people had already left. Only the thin old man, the bald strongman, and Lu Xia Tian were left. His cultivation was too low, if they all joined hands to help her, perhaps there would stil...