Now they realized they had been deceived.
After pulling out the entire dagger, they could clearly see the cold glint it emitted, captivating and terrifying.
In addition, they could hear a crisp, faint trembling sound.
Normal weapons would never make such a sound; only the sharpest weapons could produce it when touched by gently flowing air.
Their palms were sweaty, and they were deeply anxious.
This weapon was too sharp, and they were really afraid they might accidentally harm themselves.
"Oh my, Long, you better be careful, this is a deadly weapon."
Lü Qiu Shaoge couldn't help but step back, fearing that Long Tengyu's trembling right hand might reflexively kill him.
"Got it! I'll be careful."
Long Tengyu kept taking deep breaths to relieve his pressure.
But just as he tried to handle this razor-sharp dagger, an incredibly angry voice rang out.
"Damn it! Hurry up, why are you dazing there?"
The sudden scolding startled Long Tengyu.
He almost reflexively stabbed himself.
