Master Rong Yang gave Feng Wu a wry smile. "It's true. We won't be able to use the refinery room for a while. Moreover…"
He shook his head and said, "I still don't know what went wrong during the refining process, but it's true. I can't start forging a new weapon just yet. However —"
There was a guilty look on his face when he said, "Kiddo, no one can deny how much you've helped me, so how about this?"
He made a suggestion. "I have quite a few good weapons in my personal collection. How about you pick out something?"
Something from Master Rong Yang's collection was bound to be excellent, but what Feng Wu needed was the Fallen Star Sword that would match her Fallen Star Swordplay. There was no replacement for that.
Feng Wu shook her head with a wry smile on her face. "I'm afraid not."
Zuo Qingyu smirked inwardly. "Feng Wu, Master Rong Yang may be very kind to you now, but it doesn't mean that you can do anything you want. Even if he wants to help you now, he can't!"
However —
