Master Meng glared at Lou Qianxue.
Lu Liang also sensed that something wasn't quite right. His mind became unstable, and he almost made a mistake with the inscription pattern in his hand. This discomposed him so much that he broke out into a cold sweat.
Even if that little b*tch knows how to refine weapons and even if she has good talent, there is no way she can learn how to engrave a fourth-grade inscription pattern in the span of a month. What do I have to worry about!
When Lu Liang thought of this, he took a deep breath and re-immersed himself in refining his weapon.
Lou Qianxue shut her eyes, and the weapon fire in her hand flickered. Her great mental power guided the weapon flame to carve complicated inscriptions on the dagger.
"A fourth-grade inscription… She carved it! She really knows fourth-grade inscriptions! How is this possible?" Master Lan couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the prototype of the inscription.
