He could only become a handyman in the sword washing room within the sect, becoming a swordslave, specializing in the maintenance of swords belonging to the sect's disciples and elders.,Lin Yun didn't hesitate, reaching out to take the sword. In an instant, his right hand was frozen a ghastly white.,Su Ziyao's face was expressionless. She said faintly, "Sword, bring it here."。