"I think the word 'madness' suits a blade better."
Liu Zheng shrugged.
"After all, you always hear about people going mad and slashing around, not so much stabbing wildly."
"Hmm, makes sense. In that case, I'll forge a blade."
Ouyegan said.
"But a blade is so ugly and not quite flexible."
He shook his head.
"Then what do you want it to look like?"
Ouyegan asked.
"How about a Yanling Saber? It's both stylish and practical."
Liu Zheng suggested.
"Alright, then we'll forge it in the style of a Yanling Saber."
Ouyegan nodded.
"You're not planning to use me to forge the sword, are you?"
He realized.
"Exactly. Otherwise, why do you think I'd ask your opinion?"
"Sigh, I knew it. Let me just say upfront, you can use me to forge the sword, but only piece by piece, I can't jump in whole."
Liu Zheng immediately started negotiating terms.
Anyway, he's used to everyone in the Metropolis craving his flesh and 'meat'.
