Ding Hao felt happy.
He had long determined to cultivate the skills of flying dagger or flying sword, but there were no techniques. He could only create the technique by himself and he even drew on the experience of Zhang Fan's archery, but the progress was not big. These brochures were not of high quality, but for Ding Hao, they were extremely important.
As long as he had mastered the basic hidden weapon methods recorded in thees booklets, Ding Hao believed that his skills of flying dagger could certainly be improved a lot.
He then collected them and counted the other things he had found.
But in the next instant, Murong Yanzhi's voice was heard in his ear. "Senior Brother Ding, Senior Brother Ding... Can you come here?"
Ding Hao was shocked. He thought something bad happened, so
