C14 She Had Forged the Swords with Her Own Hands

"Is Junior Sister Li still holding a grudge against your apprentice? That won't do... How can Junior Sister Li believe those rumors?"

As if she could no longer endure the man's mocking and ridicule, Lee Wantinging suddenly put down the tool in her hand and angrily pulled out the long sword that was leaning to the side.

"Qin Chen, don't push it too far! I am not going to argue with you about this matter. Don't push it too far!"

"Ouch! I'm so scared! Lee Wanting, if you have the guts, kill me right here." Qin Chen curled his lips and said with a smile that was not a smile." However, if you really kill me, even the Palace Lord, who is as close to you, will not be able to protect you."

The Xue Qilin also felt that things would get out of hand if they continued like this, so it asked tentatively:

"Should we stop them?"

Lo Qing looked at the Xue Qilin in shock and then smiled bitterly.

"Then we will use the little ancestor's face."

"Hey, then do I need to pretend to be insufferably arrogant?"

Without waiting for Lo Qing's reply, the Xue Qilin straightened its face and raised its head high.

"Does it look like it?"

The Xue Qilin asked as it squinted its eyes and winked at him.

"Yes." Lo Qing pursed his lips and smiled.

"Who is it?"

Qin Chen must have heard the conversation between the two of them.

"What? Junior Sister Luo?!"

When his gaze fell on Lo Qing, who was slowly walking into the room, the middle-aged man said in surprise.

"Why are you here?"

He quickly walked towards Lo Qing.

Unlike when he was talking to Lee Wantinging, when the man spoke to Lo Qing, his tone was so gentle that it gave people goosebumps.

More importantly, when he looked at Lo Qing, his eyes were filled with spirit. Even an idiot would be able to understand what he meant.

Could this fellow like Lo Qing? The Xue Qilin was confused, but it heard Lo Qing say indifferently:

"Senior Brother Qin, the little grandmaster is here too."

"Ah, ah, it's true!"

Only then did the middle-aged man come back to his senses. He didn't seem to have noticed the Xue Qilin at all. He quickly bowed to her and said,

"Grandson Qin Chen greets the young grandteacher."

Although the middle-aged man was very polite, the Xue Qilin didn't feel much respect for him.

The Xue Qilin didn't even look at him as it casually replied with an Oh. It was obvious that it was trying to distance itself from him. In any case, she was of a higher seniority. Even if she jumped up and beat Qin Chen up, no one would say anything. Moreover, Qin Chen's arrogant expression was really asking for a beating.

"Do you want to hit him?"

Xue Qilin stood on its tiptoes and whispered into Lo Qing's ear.

Lo Qing blinked his eyes wide in confusion.

"How repulsive!"

The Snow Qilin raised its voice on purpose, so Qin Chen naturally heard it. He looked over in surprise, and the Snow Qilin replied with a sweet smile.

Lo Qing lowered her gaze and did not look at Qin Chen, who was standing in front of her. At the same time, he said in an emotionless tone:

"Senior Brother Qin, the Young Master has something to tell Senior Sister Lee. What do you think..."

"Eh? Is that so?"

Qin Chen frowned and turned his gaze towards the petite little martial ancestor. The Snow Qilin still had that smiling expression on its face.

"Senior Brother Qin, do you not believe me?" Lo Qing frowned deeply.

This time, Qin Chen was a little flustered. He quickly denied it and said,

"Of course not. T-Then I'll be leaving first." He turned his head to Lee Wanting and said frivolously, "Junior Sister Lee, I will be leaving first. I will come back next time."

"You..."

Lee Wanting was so angry that her entire body was trembling. The Snow Qilin couldn't help but narrow its eyes.

After his figure disappeared from the door, Lee Wanting took a few deep breaths.

Only then did the Snow Qilin begin to carefully size up Lee Wanting.

The red pony tail seemed to be full of activity as it swayed along with her movements.

Lo Qing was delicate and gentle, Qi Qiqi was beautiful and pure, and Lee Wanting had a wild sense of beauty. The corner of her eyes that was raised gave her a bit more of a biting cold atmosphere.

Perhaps it was because she had been working in front of the fire for a long time. Her skin looked a little rough, which was the proof that she was active on the first line.

"Little Martial Ancestor, I'm really sorry! Just now, I was really... So I didn't greet you in time."

Lee Wanting smiled bitterly and explained with an apologetic tone.

"Hey, I don't care about etiquette!"

From the bottom of its heart, Xue Qilin hated these superficial actions. Even if a person treated you with respect on the surface, they might have already scolded you in their hearts.

"Young Martial Ancestor is really interesting!" Lee Wanting laughed out loud from the bottom of her heart. "By the way, Young Martial Ancestor, do you need anything from me?"

"It's all right, it's all right. I just happened to pass by, and I didn't expect to find such a hideous monster... As the saying goes, 'When you see injustice on the road, lend a helping hand'! So I chased him away."

"Little Martial Ancestor, I was helping him with a knife, not with a fork..."

"Isn't this just a slip of the tongue?"

It was unknown if it was because the personality of the Xue Qilin was out of her expectations, but Lee Wanting looked at Lo Qing in shock. Lo Qing smiled back at her.

The Snow Qilin didn't care about their interaction. It looked around and finally stopped looking at a wall.

"Ting, did you forge these swords?"

"Yes, they are all Wan Ting's work."

The Snow Qilin nodded and looked at them carefully.

The wall was covered with swords of different styles, and there were even some knives. However, the most eye-catching thing about them was the nine short spears that were hanging in the corner of the wall. These nine short spears were the same, and they were of the same style. They were completely black, and the tip of the spear was sharp.

If he used a lightning technique, he might be able to use a replica of the sword control technique. Xue Qilin stroked its chin and found it interesting.

"Little Martial Ancestor, where is your sword?"

Lee Wanting interrupted Xue Qilin's thoughts with a tone that was half puzzled and half curious.

"Sword? I don't use a sword."

"Eh, is that so?" Lee Wanting asked in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

The Snow Qilin blinked its eyes and asked. Lo Qing explained in a slightly awkward manner,

"Because our Heavenly Jade Palace is a sword sect, so..."

However, at this point, the Snow Qilin also understood. It was just that it was a sword master who didn't use a sword. This was a bit unbelievable.

"Is that so? Then just give me one casually and put on an act."

Lo Qing did not expect the Xue Qilin to understand his words so quickly. It took him a while to understand it.

"This is not appropriate... The swords of the Palace Lord, the Deputy Palace Lord, and the various elders in the sect were personally forged by Senior Sister Lee. If the Young Master also wants a sword, then Senior Sister Lee has to personally forge it to conform to the rules."

"Yes, but will it trouble Ting?"

"It's no trouble at all." Lee Wanting waved her hand and said candidly.

"Then please make one for me."

"Does Young Master have any requests?"

"Yes..." After muttering to himself for a while, the Snow Qilin clapped its hands. "Forge a big sword! I don't know any sword techniques, but if it's a big sword, I can use it with a bit of power."

"A big sword?" Lee Wanting thought back to this word in a daze.

"What do you think?"

"Yes, sure. Does Young Master have any other requirements?"

"No, you can do whatever you want to me, but the most important thing is to be handsome!"

"Haha, good, good! I'll leave it to Wan Ting."

Lee Wanting laughed out loud and agreed.