How Generous
Editor: Atlas Studios
Yin Wuyou sat on the couch with her legs crossed and a blanket wrapped around her body.
She rested her chin on her knees, unable to suppress her smile. "Haitang, did you hear that? He said he's going to forge a ranked weapon specially for me."
Haitang rolled her eyes. Your Highness, do you lack ranked weapons?
What you're using now is an earth-grade weapon. His Majesty is already helping you customize a heaven-grade weapon!
Zhou… Marquis Zhou can only forge yellow-grade weapons now. Is this worthy of your status?
Seeing no reaction from Haitang, Yin Wuyou firmly shook her head. "You don't understand!
"Haitang, help me freshen up! I'm going to see my father! He's a Forging Master now. He must have what other Forging Masters have!"
In the imperial study, Emperor Yuan Feng suddenly sneezed and then shivered.
He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and his entire body felt cold.
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