"So you're that middle heaven domain's best blacksmith, see if you can fix it?" Jing Ziyu saw master han come out and pointed to the rusty flying sword on the table.
"I'll take a look first. " Seeing Jing Ziyu's behavior, master han felt uncomfortable. However, he was a guest, so no matter how dissatisfied he was, he was too embarrassed to flare up.
After saying that, master han picked up the flying sword.
Many guests had gathered in the hall at this time, including traveling businessmen. Seeing the chief craftsman of the workshop of divine weapons, many people came to watch the fun.
"Where did you get this flying sword?" Master han asked with a frown after watching for a while.
"Why are you asking so many questions? just tell me if it can be fixed or not." Jing Ziyu said impatiently.
