God knows how many gazes of distrust she had endured in the past two years!
Qi Baishi almost couldn't hold on any longer.
In the end, Brother Qiye finally came. He gave her a chance, allowing her to succeed once.
At this moment, the girl cried until her face was stained with snot and tears.
Lin Qiye patted her shoulder. "Don't cry anymore. There are many talented people, but not many can recognize them. Those people are too stupid. They don't know your talent."
The girl wiped her tears. "Thank you, Brother Qiye."
"No need to thank me. You forged a diamond-tier weapon for me! I should be thanking you."
Lin Qiye smiled. His gaze burned as he looked at the long saber.
At this moment, the saber was sharper and heavier. The red on the blade was flowing like blood as if karma was burning. It was filled with sharp killing intent.
Lin Qiye extended his arm and gently held the long blade.
