Yang Luo grinned and said, "Well, sorry about that, Senior Jiu'er, but I'm the first place!"
"Oh my god, you're actually the first place?!"
Long Jiu'er's large eyes widened, full of disbelief.
Yang Luo said irritably, "Senior Jiu'er, what do you mean by that, are you saying I can't take first place?"
Long Jiu'er clicked her tongue and said, "Has the level of artificers in the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain dropped so low that you can actually get first place?"
"Senior Jiu'er, is my weapon refining level really that bad?"
Yang Luo was quite speechless; was Senior Jiu'er really looking down on him that much?
Long Jiu'er patted Yang Luo's head and giggled, "Your weapon refining skills are pretty good, just still quite a bit behind your mentor.
However, taking first place at least didn't make me lose face as your mentor."
Seeing Long Jiu'er pretending to be mature, Yang Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
