"This method of combining multiple creations somewhat resembles the handiwork of the Nanyun System."
He paused, admiring the sword hilt in Luobomo's hand, then suddenly chuckled softly: "So, it's the creation of You Sui, right?"
Luobomo's expression was indifferent, showing no reaction, as if Ji Jue's words were nothing more than ridiculous nonsense, completely unbothered: "I don't understand what you're saying."
"It doesn't matter, it's just the occupational disease of a craftsman flaring up."
Ji Jue averted his gaze nonchalantly, too lazy to look any further, turned around and left: "Things like Chong Nie have new ideas and intentions, but ultimately can't make it to the big stage, the more you see, it'll just dirty your eyes."
He waved his hand without looking back:
"Xiao An, crush it for me."
"Understood."
An Ran nodded resolutely, without hesitation.
As if it were only natural.
