New Weapons

After a long while, seeing that Huo Hai still had not left, Old Li glared and shouted, "Listen, brat, I've already sold you something this good. What else do you want? If you have nothing else to do, hurry up and leave. I still have plenty of work to finish." Old Li had been hammering iron when Huo Hai arrived, and it was clear that he had indeed been very busy lately.

It made sense. They would soon be fighting the Demon Spirit Masters, so demand for all kinds of weapons was naturally growing. Old Li was no ordinary blacksmith, and he would never take on commissions to forge ordinary weapons.

But since Old Li was at the Academy, some people were bound to know his true skill. They would bring him high-end items to forge. Surely Old Li would not casually forge so many Profound Grade weapons for no reason.

Needless to say, these were all commissions from other people. Old Li might have dragged them out earlier partly to sell him something, and partly to show off and give him a scare. Huo Hai had realized this on his very first visit. Old Li looked thoroughly honest and simple, but his personality was actually rather childish. He liked to fool around.

Huo Hai did not stand on ceremony. He immediately asked, "Old Li, can you weave soft armor here?" It occurred to him that he could replace his own soft armor as well. What he wore was still made from the hide of the Iron Armor Hound King.

Old Li had just disparaged that blacksmith. Apparently, in his eyes, the soft armor Huo Hai wore was shoddily made as well.

"What? Soft armor? That's not my job. I'm a blacksmith. For weaving, you should go to a tailor."