At this moment, Ye Qingfeng's room door suddenly opened, and Luan Wusheng rushed in immediately. Seeing the ruins in the room, he cried out in shock, "Senior, what happened?"
"Nothing, I was just testing a weapon I just refined," Ye Qingfeng said calmly.
Luan Wusheng's gaze instantly landed on the longsword in Ye Qingfeng's hand. The red glow flowing on that longsword made it impossible for him to look away!
Such a mysterious longsword!
Luan Wusheng's heart was shaken; he didn't expect this youngster could refine artifacts and even create such an extraordinary weapon.
A trace of envy flashed in his eyes. Just looking at this sword, he knew its power was immense. If only he could obtain it...
"But even if I had that piece of ore, I definitely couldn't refine such a powerful weapon. Who exactly is this young man—so mysterious and powerful!"
Luan Wusheng said, his heart overwhelmed.
