"Yes, I'll forge it myself," Ye Chen said lightly, as if he was talking about something ordinary.
Hearing this, Zhu Ya and Elder He gasped, and they looked wide-eyed at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a lunatic.
After a while, Elder He laughed.
"Kid, you said you want to reforge this sword? Do you know how to reforge a sword? Do you know the six techniques of swordsmithing? Do you know the seven tenets of swordsmithing? Do you know what kind of fire tempers which material best?"
Elder He fired off questions in quick succession.
Even if this kid was born into a swordsmithing family and was influenced by his surroundings since he was young, he still did not have the right to reforge that sword!
A single error would destroy the sword!
"I don't, but I'm the owner of the Dragonslayer Sword, and thus have the final say in reforging it."
Ye Chen's tone was unquestionable.
"You-"
