Jo Gyu-Min explained, “It took some time to ship these articles from China since the method we used was similar to smuggling. And when we did some checks on these swords... Well, it turns out both items are pretty ancient. The Chinese government would have classified them as valuable antiques and raised one hell of a stink if they got wind of what we were doing. That's why we had to be extra careful about it, Mister Jin-Ho.”

Kang Jin-Ho briefly nodded. “I'm sure they would've done that. Thank you.”

Despite surviving all these years, both of these swords still retained their sleek, pristine appearances from when Kang Jin-Ho wielded them in the past. Their monetary value was unknown, but it should be on the level of a national treasure, at least. Even Kang Jin-Ho had no idea when these two swords were crafted.

The heaviness of the weapons in his hands ever so slightly excited him. He suddenly recalled how he used to roam the wilderness of Zhongyuan with his trusty weapons by his side... Although he only wielded the Crimson Destiny back then.

Jo Gyu-Min apologized. “In any case... I'm sorry about how unexpectedly long it took, Mister Jin-Ho.”

“No, don't be.” Kang Jin-Ho slowly shook his head.

Shipping the swords here quickly or slowly didn't matter. What did matter was that both weapons were now back in his hands.

For a moment there, Kang Jin-Ho was nearly overcome by a strange foreboding. These swords returning to him at this time seemed like a weird coincidence...