Perhaps because they had never imagined that Mr. Luo was so strong, the weapon shop's repairs progressed unexpectedly quickly.
An entire afternoon passed.
Although it still was not restored enough to reopen for business, it could at least keep out the wind and rain... Gillian was heartbroken as he counted the losses from this disaster that had come out of nowhere, letting out a few wails from time to time.
Boss Luo was tidying the shelves, while White-clad Alaya had fetched a bucket of water under his direction and was wiping things down with a rag.
Although Gillian felt terribly apologetic and had even offered to pay them some wages... if wages really had to be paid, he probably could not afford to pay anything to Alaya 0361, who had once been the Sub-Administrator of this world and was also the true form of one of the two Creation Goddesses.
"These were all made by Mr. Max himself, right?" Luo Qiu picked up a pair of bracers and examined them carefully.
"Yeah, most of the stuff in the shop was made by my old man, though some of it was consigned by others." Gillian looked up and said, "Sometimes we also buy damaged weapons and armor, repair them, and sell them again. Actually, the weapon shops in the Royal Capital are all more or less like this. But if you want to run a weapon shop, you have to possess certified Kingdom craftsman qualifications. Ordinary merchants, no matter how much money they have, can't obtain permission from the Kingdom government."
Boss Luo handed the bracers in his hands to Gillian and casually asked, "Do you want to become a qualified craftsman?"
Gillian shook his head. "I used to think about it, but my old man said I didn't have the