The bodies of Huangshan Six Swords lay in a row, orderly and neat.
Duan Yun looked at the six Huangshan Golden Swords in his hands, and noticed that Chen Ying, as the true daughter of the Huangshan Sword Sect, made these six swords inferior in color and texture to his own.
It seems the couple from the Huangshan Sword Sect had played favorites, only sending six to meet their demise, without sending any good swords with them.
Duan Yun began to strip off the skirts of Liu Qingyu and others, upon which Shen Ying commented, "Even stripping the dead of their skirts, must you be so skinflint?"
Duan Yun confidently retorted, "I took pains to eliminate a Demon, and the fabric of these skirts is not bad; do you want them?"
Saying so, he looked at the three women present.
All three women shook their heads.
They had no interest in the clothing of the dead, especially since they were skirts of fallen women soaked with urine; even less appealing.
