'First time? Why does it sound wrong when they say it…' Zhang Zhi found their use of words strange.
Then, Han Ling'er acted like she was a veteran and said, "Seniors, I was nervous during my first time as well but you must believe in Zhang Zhi's craftsmanship. After you get used to it, it won't hurt that much. On the contrary, you might even enjoy the process a lot."
"Ahem!" Zhang Zhi choked on water and he blushed after hearing what Han Ling'er said.
"Did I say something wrong?" Han Ling'er asked with an innocent look.
"Nope, you are absolutely correct." Zhang Zhi took the flying swords and fled to the rear.
The Golden Core seniors treated their own flying swords akin to their lives. Every single hammer strike on the blade felt like it was hitting on their hearts instead as if Zhang Zhi was not hammering their swords but their bodies themselves.
