The young man didn't even raise his head: "This bow is not for sale."

Huang Shang was surprised: "Why?"

The young man shrugged: "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it."

Huang Shang turned his head and looked at him: "Then what is the name of this bow?"

The young man was noncommittal: "It's called [Yan Fei]."

"This name is quite unique!"

Huang Shang raised his eyebrows slightly and decided to visit again in the evening.

This bow is destined to him.

But if this bow was really made by the person in front of him, then he might be a skilled craftsman. He thought for a while and took out the thunder knife: "Look at this weapon, can you re-make it?"

He wasn't worried about Thunder Knife being recognized.

Because no one would associate the thunder knife that shook the prairie with the dull, slender knife in front of them.

The divine weapon is dim and dull, either because it is obscured by dust, or because it can be sent and received freely.

Now it's clearly the latter.

After this period of speculation and understanding, he was able to briefly absorb the magical power into his body, and his outward appearance was naturally unremarkable.

However, a truly skilled craftsman can still see how extraordinary this long knife is. If he insists that there is no problem, he is basically out of the game.

When the thunder knife was unsheathed, the movement in the young man's hand suddenly stopped, his eyes turned around, and his eyes shone on the knife: "Where did you get this knife?"

Huang Shang said sincerely: "You get it by killing people."

The young man thought for a while, and a smile appeared on his face: "I'm very interested, how do you want to go back and recreate it?"

Huang Shang explained his thoughts, and the young man nodded: "No problem, you can pick it up in three days."

Huang Shang shook his head: "I'll wait here."

The young man said: "This is not a wise decision."

Huang Shang's eyes flickered without wavering: "How much gold?"

The young man said nonchalantly: "When I finish making the sword, you can pay for it!"

Huang Shang nodded, stood to one side of the tent, and watched the young man holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, stroking the blade of the thunder knife with his right hand, and suddenly pinched it gently.

Click!

An incredible scene happened. With just a slight squeeze, the blade of the thunder knife, which could crush hundreds of alchemical steel, shattered inch by inch, exposing the center section.

It was a stone that looked like jade but not jade, with purple and white traces all over it. It felt like a divine object born from thunder and lightning.

The young man stretched out two fingers to twist it, and a bright light suddenly bloomed, illuminating the entire tent.

"The luck of the grassland is gone!"

The young man muttered something in a low voice and threw it into the furnace.

…

…

When the tinkling sound of iron was heard in the tent, two nights later, a black shadow suddenly crossed the starry sky.

A man and a woman stood on the back of the Tyrannosaurus, overlooking the area.

Not long after, Vice Captain Leng Ying made a judgment:
Chapter completed!