"How much longer will it take to forge these two swords?"
Xue Chao looked at Jiang Xiaobai.
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, indicating he didn't know either.
"What do you mean by this? You're a swordsmith, and you don't know when they'll be finished?" Zhou Kun said angrily, "Kid, don't think that just because the Sect Leader has some appreciation for you, you can forget who you are! I'm telling you, kid, you're just an ant in my hand! I can crush you whenever I want!"
Bai Feng said, "Both of you officers, you misunderstand him. Sword casting is different from other tasks. Haven't you noticed? My brother here has been somewhat deranged recently. He's too invested, treating sword casting as creating a piece of art, so he doesn't know when it will be done. Inspiration might hit, and it could be ready by tomorrow. If not, it might not be finished even in a month."
