3806: Stingy Shop (4)

Stingy Shop (4)

Old Huyan guffawed.2

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?"

Feng Wu said, "Isn't it your reminder? Are you sure you don't want it?"

Blue veins popped on Huyan Yichen's forehead, and he snorted. "I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

Feng Wu chuckled.

Since Huyan Yichen didn't take up the worktable, Feng Wu picked up the three pieces and started working on them in the stove.

Seeing the serious look on her face, Huyan Yichen could only shake his head with a wry smile.

Refining weapons was a subject that depended on one's talent as well as qualifications. The girl didn't seem to have any talent or qualifications, but Huyan Yichen decided that he would let her do whatever she wanted and treat her as if she were playing with mud.

Feng Wu didn't want to expose her spiritual essence before she met her Senior Brother Huyan. However, she needed to use the arm of discipline now to protect herself.

Huyan Yichen, who was gloating over the semi-Saint weapon he had just made, darted a glance at Feng Wu before showing off in front of the old man.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, what do you think of my Ultimate Yang Fork?"

Old Huyan gave him an appreciative look.

His grandson was already able to forge a semi-Saint-level weapon at such a young age. With his capability, he would be able to work on half of the tasks in the shop. Even if the old man died now, he would be able to rest in peace.

However, despite his comfort, he still put on a straight face and said indifferently, "It's alright, but you'll have to work harder! At your age, your Patriarch can already refine a Saint-level weapon, but you've only managed to refine a semi-Stain one by sheer luck. You're still too far behind him. Got it?"

Huyan Yichen nodded humbly.

He didn't get to gloat for long.

He felt a little lost and disappointed.

Just then, Feng Wu beckoned at Huyan Yichen. "Hey, come over here."

Huyan Yichen walked up to her and asked grumpily, "What?"

Feng Wu said, "I'll teach you how to forge a Semi-divine weapon."

Gosh…

Huyan Yichen gave Feng Wu a "you idiot" look.

Feng Wu said seriously, "I'm not joking."

Huyan Yichen was speechless.

Feng Wu said, "Help me with the forging. You'll see."

Huyan Yichen felt a headache coming on. He decided that she wouldn't turn back until she ran into the wall. He would see how she was going to do it.

After that, Huyan Yichen was ordered around by Feng Wu.

She would make him add iron powder, set up an explosion, and cool things down…

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