"Yes, I'll forge it myself." Ye Chen said lightly, as if he was talking about something ordinary.
Hearing this, Zhu Ya and Old He sucked in a cold breath!
The two of them widened their eyes and looked at Ye Chen as if he was a lunatic.
After a while, Old He laughed." Kid, you said you forged a sword. Do you know how to forge a sword?" Do you know the Six Techniques of Swordsmithing? Do you know the Seven Outlines of Swordsmithing? Do you know what kind of fire breeds what kind of sword?"
Old He asked three questions in a row and sneered in his heart!
Even if this kid was born in a swordsmithing family and was influenced by the sword since he was young, he was not qualified to forge that sword!
It would only destroy the sword!
"I don't understand, but I'm the owner of the Dragon Slaying Sword. I have the final say in forging it." Ye Chen's tone was unquestionable.
" You-" Old He pointed at Ye Chen angrily and was momentarily speechless.
