Don't Hurry, Don't Hurry, Let Me Think

"Old Han, your Iron Shop is still doing brisk business."

"Haha, Tuo Jiang Xiaozi, you're so lucky! Oh, come on, have a sip of this fine rum."

Seeing Hans, who resembled Goblin Race, fill Jiang Lin's wooden barrel with wine with his large, rough hands, Jiang Lin felt as if he had been transported back to Europe in the last century...

Especially listening to Hans's tone, it was unbelievable. After staying there for a while, Jiang Lin really thought he had traveled to the ancient world of Europe.

However, to be fair, it's all Jiang Lin's fault.

Otherwise, Jiang Lin might have copied a copy of "The 《The Lord of the Rings》" from the Sun Moon Sect, and this blacksmith, whose true form is Mole Goblin, might have become infatuated with it; otherwise, his translation would sound so stilted...

Hans is still obsessed with forging the One Ring, hoping to recreate the glory of the ring he already possesses...

Sigh... I feel like I've committed a sin...

"Hey buddy, what's up this time? It's windy outside, sit here a bit longer and warm up."

"..."

Jiang Lin frowned slightly. Putting aside the fact that it's only early autumn, and with the East Street sweltering, what's with the cold?

"No rush. I came to you, Old Han, to have two swords forged."

The Old Han tapped his thick, bushy mustache. "A sword? Buddy, you want to Dragon Slaying? But that dragon isn't worthy of my sword."

"No... I won't Dragon Slaying. It's just that my master has Upper Five Realms, hasn't he? It's time to get a new sword. Oh, look at this damned cockroach, Old Han, kick it away."

"Haha, buddy, you still hate bugs, but that's okay. It's just that, my God, your master has a new Sword Body."

"It has Sword Body now?"

"Oh my God, don't you know? That new Frostweaver is my most prized creation of the last hundred years. Although the design is the same, I guarantee I can use it to thoroughly dissect the bones of an evil dragon."

"..."

Jiang Lin genuinely didn't know this.

He quietly hooked his arm around Hans's muscular shoulder.

"Old Han, tell me the truth, how much money does my master owe?"

"Owes money? Dude? What are you talking about? Miss Fang Ruo already paid. Those gold coins were all over my cart, glittering and dazzling."

"Sister Fang Ruo..."

Although somewhat surprised, it wasn't unexpected, as Sister Fang Ruo was one of the well-known wealthy women in the Sun Moon Sect.

After all, Sister Fang Ruo is in charge of the Mission Hall. Whenever you receive a mission from her, if you complete it, Sister Fang Ruo will receive a share of the mission reward.

Sister Fang Ruo's task window was always overflowing with requests, and besides, Sister Fang Ruo has been single for so many years, she must have a lot of savings.

As for the other wealthy women, Aunt Lin and Madam Chen were among them.

However, even for Sister Fang Ruo, forging a Natal Flying Sword Body of the Upper Five Realms would probably be a considerable expense.

However, Sister Fang Ruo kept her achievements and fame hidden, never mentioning them to herself.

To be honest, Jiang Lin was somewhat moved...

But no matter how generous Sister Fang Ruo is, this is a huge favor that must be repaid.

"In that case, Old Han, could you take a look and see if you can repair First Snow? Or do you need to forge a new Sword Body?"

Jiang Lin took out the First Snow from the acupoint.

A crystal-clear longsword, as if forged from ice and snow, lay between the two, like a work of art.

Unfortunately, the Sword Body of the First Snow was already covered with cracks, like a piece of porcelain that would shatter at the slightest touch.

"Dude, look what you've done! What a beautiful sword, and now it's turned into this! I want to grab a hammer and smash your head in!"

Hans picked up the First Snow with reluctance, as if afraid of breaking it.

Jiang Lin could only smile helplessly at Hans's accusations, as he couldn't really offer any explanation.

"We need to forge a new Sword Body. Moon Empress to pick it up."

Three months? That fast?

Jiang Lin was somewhat bewildered.

In his opinion, it would take at least a year, and it would be quite good if he could obtain it before he set off for the Demon Race World.

"Buddy, I'm really going to kick your ass hard with my stinky boots. Fang Ruo, she would have made two boots, one for you and one for your master."

So I started forging Hans a year ago, along with your master's Sword Body, but your master was in a hurry."

Two???

Jiang Lin gained a new understanding of Sister Fang Ruo's generosity and assets...

No wonder she's been in the top ten of the richest women list!

So rich.

"Alright, Old Han, I have to go push the cart to transport iron ore now, buddy. Moon Empress, I'll give you another surprise."

The Old Han gently handed the first First Snow back to Jiang Lin, then pushed the cart out of the Iron Shop.

"Bei Xiaozi! Where the hell have you been?! Did you slip on a banana peel? Come with me right now!"

Jiang Lin only came to his senses after watching the Old Han and his apprentice push the cart away.

"I really owe Sister Fang Ruo a lot now."

Jiang Lin rubbed the corner of his eye.

"Speaking of which, is it too late for me to repay your kindness with my body?"

Of course, Jiang Lin would never offer himself in return, otherwise Sister Fang Ruo would have kicked him out of the yard.

Just as Jiang Lin was about to go to Sister Fang Ruo's residence to express his gratitude and repay some of the sword-making fees...

Jiang Lin had just flown to Fang Ruo's courtyard when he saw her talking to a woman in a black dress, though the eaves of the house obscured her face.

Even so, judging from her tall figure, she is definitely a remarkable beauty.

"Sister Fang Ruo."

In the air, Jiang Lin first greeted everyone, then slowly descended.

"Little Lin!"

"Little Linlin!"

At the entrance to Fang Ruo's courtyard, Jiang Yuni, who had revealed her true face, was in a panic. Her fingers kept fidgeting with the hem of her skirt, and her small feet, clad in black Embroidered Shoes, kept pacing. Her heart was pounding in her chest.

"It's over! It's over! Little Linlin! Fang Ruo! What do we do?!"

Jiang Yuni, jade-like eyes darted around, filled with panic.

I was careless!

I was just thinking about the Ice Nether Abyss and how to make an excuse to leave with Little Linlin, and I forgot to use my Divine Sense to investigate!

But Little Linlin has never been here before. How come she came this time because I was so careless?

"Don't worry, don't worry, let me think! Don't worry! Little Lin shouldn't recognize him."

Fang Ruo's fair forehead was also slightly sweaty, and she was extremely flustered.

Although she didn't know why she was panicking, she wasn't cheating on her...

"Wait! Why is Little Linlin coming to your private residence to find you?!"

Suddenly, Jiang Yuni seemed to "understand" something and Heart-Lake Transmission.

"Fang Ruo! Is the news about the Ice Nether Abyss false? Did you deliberately send me away so you could steal my Little Linlin behind my back?! You're a cunning scoundrel!"

"You big idiot, you think I'd steal from you?!"

Fang Ruo but rub her forehead. Honestly, what kind of time is this? Why is this woman, who is usually quite clever, so muddled and sensitive when it comes to Little Lin...?

"I don't care! I'm not going! I will never give Little Linlin to you! I..."

Just as Jiang Yuni was pouting and acting spoiled, Jiang Lin had already landed.

When Jiang Lin appeared before her, the woman's heart skipped a beat, and her mind went blank.