Lin Qiye was rendered speechless.
"Your brain is the abnormal one!
"Why do I have to be flirting with her? Can't I think highly of this girl?
"I've always been thinking about how to forge my weapon. It's your thoughts that are filthy!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Shuhong was skeptical.
"Although you speak righteously, your actions are suspicious.
"Who knows if you've taken a fancy to that little girl?
"All in all, a weapon that can give birth to a sword spirit at silver-tier is extremely precious! If a master blacksmith can forge it, it will definitely bloom with dazzling brilliance.
"Perhaps the next time, it could give birth to a stronger trait in your hands.
"If you only want to pick up girls, I suggest you choose one or two unimportant weapons for her to practice.
"After all, if that saber broke, you will suffer a heavy loss!"
Wen Shuhong reminded Lin Qiye out of goodwill.
