"Is compost not just for planting flowers?"
Rarely seen, the wisdom in Tang Wan's eyes overshadowed her hunger.
"Call me that one more time and I'll turn you into compost as well," Zhou Li threatened in a low growl, clutching Tang Wan's collar.
"Jiang Li, let it be."
Sighing, Ying Yuan slowly said, "I know it's easy for me to say this, but since Tang San is dead and only the remnants of his Heavenly Forge Machine Refining Method are left in your hands, no one else in this world will ever know how Tang San forged the Thousand Machinations Device. Continuing like this will only accumulate karma."
"I can let her refine."
Glancing at Tang Wan, who was staring blankly up at the sky, Jiang Li spoke in a heavy voice after biting his lip, "She's very talented. After reaching the Grandmaster Realm, she might find a way to complete these remnants."
"Her?"
