Old Huyan guffawed.
This girl was so…
He almost believed her.
Feng Wu was speechless…
She was really good at refining weapons. Although she didn't have many opportunities to do it herself, she had a solid theoretical base.
Since that was the case, Feng Wu didn't try to retort. She shrugged and said, "As long as you don't regret it."
Huyan Yichen chuckled. "You're so funny. You sound like an adult."
Feng Wu shrugged.
"Well, I've finally found some blood. I don't need to beg you anymore. Hmph." Huyan Yichen made a face at Feng Wu.
Feng Wu ignored him.
Both Huyan Yichen and the old man were busy with their own tasks.
One was a semi-Saint-level fork.
The other one was a Saint-level Flaming Spear.
Feng Wu looked at the piece of junk in the corner again…
Huyan Yichen glanced at Feng Wu. "You like it that much? If that's the case, why don't you play with it?"
