The bright and warm rays of the morning sunlight flickered through the window and Tang Yue was still persistently hammering at the sword.
Kosa looked at his daughter with worry written on his face. He felt as if he had acted very foolishly and rashly.
"I shouldn't have put so much pressure on her." He worriedly shook his head.
"I should have at least let her have a good night's rest before bringing her to the workshop."
While a normal sword took only a few minutes to perfect, a common-grade sword took at least a few hours to perfect.
Not to mention a low-grade or mid-grade or high-grade sword. Each of those required not just time but also valuable resources and sky-high talents to forge.
Since Tang Yue had already exceeded the 6-hour mark which was considered average for forging a common-grade iron sword, her talent was clearly very low.
