Old Wang, Heading to the Forge

When Master heard what I said, he nodded at me.

"Yes, that old man.

Do you have his contact information?"

I nodded.

"Yes, I added his contact information at the hospital."

After hearing that I had his contact information, Master spoke again.

"Good! Doesn't his family run a blade-forging factory?

When you have time, go find that old man and have him forge you a weapon. Don't sharpen the edge.

Otherwise, it'll be inconvenient to carry around, and you might get inspected.

Once it's done, bring it back and I'll implant the Tong Ghost Hand into it.

A fishing buddy is waiting for me by the river, so I'm leaving first.

Oh, right. Don't get one of those decorative swords. Have them custom-make one for you.

Use high-hardness, high-quality materials. It's fine to pay more."

"I understand, Master!"

Master grunted and ignored me after that, picking up his fishing gear and walking straight out of the shop.

After Master left, I found Old Wang's number in my contacts and called him directly.

After the phone rang a few times, I heard Old Wang's voice.

"Hello, Xiao Jiang!"

"Yes, it's me. Old Wang, have you been doing well lately?"

I offered a polite greeting.

Old Wang seemed to be in a very good mood and chuckled several times.

"Thanks to you and your Master!

Without that immediate karmic retribution, everything's been great lately!

Xiao Jiang! What made you think to call this old man?"

Old Wang was already an old man. He certainly knew I would not call him out of the blue, so he did not waste words with me.

I did not beat around the bush either and got straight to the point.

"Old Wang, I wouldn't come to you without a reason.

I contacted you today because I