"Say that again. How did this saber break?"
Xu Qing stared at Du Hu.
"!!!"
Du Hu's pupils constricted. Xu Qing hadn't released any mighty power or imposing aura, yet his sharp gaze alone was enough to put Du Hu under considerable pressure.
"I've already told you."
Du Hu said grimly, "It was broken when I clashed with an enemy."
"Oh."
Xu Qing gave a noncommittal smile. "When you fight, do you enjoy suppressing your weapon's Mighty Power? Preventing it from being released? And another thing... has your enemy already stepped into the 'Third Realm'? Why would they be using a Third Realm weapon?"
"Furthermore,"
"if your enemy really was in the Third Realm, how could someone at your level—Great Success Extraordinary Extreme—possibly escape?"
"You... You..."
Du Hu froze, a hint of panic on his face. He truly hadn't expected Xu Qing to get everything right. "I... I don't know what you're talking about."
"Heh."
