"Where... did you get those chairs?"
As soon as they learned Chen Changan was going to refine weapons, Da Huang and the others had prepared chairs and arranged themselves neatly in a row.
Seeing how orderly they were, Di Feiyan was curious.
"We carry them around, of course. You don't?" Da Huang asked with a grin.
"Uh... I've never made a habit of that."
"Then you'd better get used to it. Otherwise, you won't fit in."
"This... Then I'll go find one."
Di Feiyan moved quickly. After all, she didn't want to miss a single detail of Chen Changan refining a weapon.
She wasn't trying to steal his techniques. She was simply curious about what weapon refinement looked like.
At that moment, Chen Changan was also thinking about what kind of weapon he should make as his first in the Eternal Land.
"Does anyone want a weapon?" Chen Changan asked.
At his question, Da Huang and Mu Yunyao both shook their heads. Da Huang had no need for one, and neither did Mu Yunyao.
As for Li Yanran and the others, they exchanged glances but said nothing. In their eyes, a top-tier weapon like this would be incredibly precious.
They all understood just how valuable such a thing was. A weapon's power stayed with its owner for a lifetime; unlike a pill, its effects weren't temporary.
How could they possibly ask for such a treasure?
"Um... could you make one for me?"
"Anyway, I've got thick skin."
"But... what are you planning to make? I like sabers."
A saber?
Di Feiyan was so beautiful and charming, and looked like such a delicate young lady. Yet she liked sabers?
The image of delicate-looking Di Feiyan carrying a saber was simply too jarring.
"How come you like sabers?" Chen Changan asked curiously.