The front hall fell completely silent. Lin Taichu rose, walked out through the main doors, and headed to the east courtyard.
Feng Tie's blacksmith shop was bustling with activity. Orders came in every day without end, and the Dharma Artifacts he forged were of excellent quality. They were not only supplied to the Cultivators of Luofeng City, but also shipped through Qingyang Sect's channels to various parts of the Northern Region. Demand far outstripped supply.
Feng Tie spent most of his time inside the shop, hammering iron and quenching metal, and rarely returned to the main compound.
Zhou Jin still kept his old idle air, sitting each day on a stone stool in the courtyard, basking in the sun and drinking wine. He paid no attention to the city's petty affairs and took no part in patrols or inspections, yet he had never once left Luofeng City by even half a step.
He seemed to be passing his days in laziness, but in truth, he had always been silently standing guard over this city.
With those two present, Luofeng City's bottom line of safety was solid enough. The remaining forces hidden in the shadows were not worth fearing. What truly weighed on Lin Taichu's mind was Qingyang Sect's attitude.
Ever since Su Yao had brought people to seize the president of the Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce and helped Luofeng City resolve its greatest hidden danger, the cooperation between the two sides had completely stepped onto the right track.
All the Dharma Artifacts forged by Feng Tie were now exclusively underwritten and distributed by Qingyang Sect, completely filling the gap in the Northern Region's Dharma Artifact market.
Relying on this batch of fine Dharma Artifacts, Qingyang Sect quickly gained a firm foothold in the Northern Region's trading market and made considerable