Lu Ren had almost no presence in Junior Class A, and no one had paid him much attention before.
But today was different. After he stepped into the classroom, people kept greeting him. Even the aloof Spirit Bone Prodigies showed him goodwill.
Lu Ren held his head high and puffed out his chest, returning every greeting.
"Brother Lu, if we ask you to forge mid-grade spirit weapons, will you give us a discount?" someone asked.
Weapon forgers capable of making mid-grade spirit weapons were not rare, but neither were they plentiful. Now that Lu Ren had forged one, his standing had changed overnight.
Lu Ren smiled. "Of course. We're all classmates. For anyone in Junior Class A who wants me to forge a weapon, I'll charge only twenty academic credits. For other classes, it'll be thirty."
"You're a true friend, Brother Lu!"
At those words, many people could not help giving Lu Ren a thumbs-up.
Mid-grade spirit weapons were nothing particularly precious to them. What mattered was how young Lu Ren was. If he could forge mid-grade spirit weapons at this age, who could say how far he would go?
After all, the weapon forgers in Cloud Province City who could make mid-grade spirit weapons were mostly old men in their seventies or eighties, whose forging skills were unlikely to improve any further.
Mid-grade spirit weapons might not be precious to them now, but in a few decades or a century, they would need high-grade or even top-grade spirit weapons. Those were not something just any forger could make.
If they built a good relationship with Lu Ren now, getting weapons forged in the future would be much easier.
"If you want me to forge mid-grade spirit weapons, Senior Brother Sun gets his for free. Xu Yang, you and Brother