Gu Yihan glanced sideways at Mr. Qiao.

The old man changed his tune so quickly and claimed to be his grandfather to Ye Siming?

A touch of displeasure passed through the eyes of the 95th Lord.

Yesiming glanced at the weapons in the house.

He said lightly to Mr. Qiao: "The broken sword on me is very handy."

"When I look at other weapons, I think they are not as good as this one. Thank you grandpa for your kindness. I still love this one."

Mr. Joe stroked his beard and smiled.

He walked into the house and picked up a slender knife with a delicate plum blossom handle.

"This plum-blossom knife is comparable to the broken sword on your body, even sharper and lighter."

"The old man has practiced martial arts for many years, and he knows one thing. Most people cannot use only one sword in their entire life."

"In the future, you will encounter a more pleasant weapon, and this broken sword will be put on the shelf."

Ye Siming listened to the words, his dark eyes were heavy, and his face was calm.

"Most people, excluding me, Ye Siming." He replied calmly.

Ye Siming took out the broken sword and placed it in the middle of his palm.

His eyes are very peaceful and gentle.

This was given to him by Gu Nuoer.

Ye Siming's thin lips parted slightly: "For me, I don't say I like it lightly. Once I'm sure, I won't change my mind."

"Maybe in your eyes, this broken sword is missing half of the blade, but in my case, it is just perfect."

These two sentences made Old Man Qiao and Gu Yihan raise their eyebrows in unison.

Gu Nuoer's uncle Qiao Zijin took the lead and smiled elegantly.

"Si Ming is from the beginning to the end, but he is also a kind person."

Mr. Qiao seems to be very satisfied with Ye Siming's answer.

He stretched out his hand: "Show me this broken sword."

Ye Siming raised his hands.

Mr. Qiao gently brushed the blade with his palm.

He sighed with emotion: "This is also my great hero. When I was surrounded by the enemy, I fought hard and killed thousands of people, so the sword body was broken and can no longer be used."

"It was entrusted to the high cabinet by me, but Nuoer was careful and invited it out again. Now that it is in your hands, it is also your fate."

Mr. Qiao took a closer look, and the broken sword was wiped by Ye Siming very brightly.

Mr. Qiao reaffirmed Ye Siming in his heart.

Originally, he was worried that Ye Si would have little success next year, so he must be an impetuous person.

From his attitude towards Broken Sword, we can know that this young man is determined, calm and decisive.

Ye Siming is a rare good seedling who does not influence his judgment for foreign objects.

"Come on, Siming, take it." Mr. Qiao returned the broken sword.

He stroked his beard and showed a kind smile: "Since you have found your beloved sword, then I will give you another thing as a gift."

Speaking, Mr. Qiao turned his head and instructed the housekeeper, "Go and fetch the Ping An pendant."

Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows, Qiao Zijin was surprised.

Only Ye Siming, with thin eyes, was puzzled.

After the butler brought a safety pendant tied with a red rope, Mr. Qiao handed it to Ye Siming.

"This safe pendant was obtained from Taishi Temple when my wife knelt down more than a hundred steps for me when I first went to the battlefield."

"For so many years, the weapons around me have been exchanged, but this safety pendant is always worn on the body."

Mr. Qiao smiled kindly: "As a military general, the most important thing is peace, for you."