Pulling Out a Sword
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Mister Crown Prince, let's summon a gene race to protect your body before you draw the sword of your choice." Thousand Mile Reach and Jia Shi Zhen did not delay. One went left, and one went right. They followed Qin Bai, ready to save him the moment he needed to be saved.
"There is no need." Qin Bai walked up to the big sword. He reached his hand out to touch the sword's grip, but it was too high. After he touched the handle, he could not use any strength.
Seeing that the big great sword had a blunted blade, Qin Bai used his body to hold the sword and pull it.
The scared Thousand Mile Reach and Jia Shi Zhen knew that with this kind of pulling, assuming the great sword did not approve of Qin Bai, it would attack Qin Bai's body. He would not be given any time to react.