Chapter 115
Objectively speaking, this collection room was almost larger than an average person’s living room. Deep red sandalwood cabinets stretched from ceiling to floor, covering three walls completely. Inside the cabinets were neatly arranged rows of antique collectibles.
Lacquerware, porcelain, pottery, bronze wares, plates, urns, vases, awls… A dazzling array of ancient objects shone under the delicate lights embedded in the sandalwood cabinets, showcasing their splendor to every visitor in this quiet collection room.
But all of this paled in comparison to the ancient sword resting quietly on a square display stand in the center of the room, nestled in deep red velvet.
–It was a bronze short sword covered in rust.
About two fingers wide and no more than 50 centimeters long, the sword handle was wrapped with circles of engravings, ending in two copper rings side by side at the base. Due to its age and material, the sword didn’t look particularly sharp, but rather dull.
Light and nimble due to its small size, yet seemingly heavy because of its thick blade, these two contrasting qualities registered in everyone’s senses.
The white light surrounding the square display stand illuminated the entire bronze short sword, revealing every detail of the weathered marks on its body. A continuous sword hum echoed throughout the collection room.
An Xiaoxi led everyone over and pointed, introducing, “This sword is called Chengyuan. It’s said to be at least 700-800 years old, and should be the artifact you’re looking for…”
Hum…