"I can indeed get black iron ore, but you know how rare it is. It won't be easy for me to obtain, either. How many gold coins are you willing to spend?" Han Shuo considered the matter inwardly, speaking slowly with a calm expression.
Lawrence perked up and straightened his back, saying with some excitement, "So you really can get it! Hehe, I only need a fist-sized piece to forge a weapon. The black market is out of stock right now, so name your price!"
Rubbing his chin, Han Shuo recalled his last conversation with Phoebe. After a moment's hesitation, he said evenly, "How about this? Give me five thousand gold coins, and I'll find a way to get you a piece."
"No problem. Although black gold ore is a little rarer, a fist-sized piece of black iron ore is indeed worth five thousand gold coins. Once you get it, you can come straight to the Knight Academy to find me. We'll exchange the money and goods on the spot," Lawrence said delightedly.
Han Shuo nodded, recalling how Lawrence had beaten him up at the Knight Academy a few months earlier. His eyebrows rose involuntarily, and he chuckled. "I'll get you a piece of black iron ore within ten days. Now, would you like to practice Martial Technique with me? I'd be more than happy to be your punching bag again."
"Sure. Why don't we start right now? I've been wanting to see just how unusual you are. Even someone as proud as Phoebe praised you repeatedly in front of me. I'm very curious about you." Lawrence excitedly assumed a stance, ready to start fighting Han Shuo immediately.
It was noon, and most of the students in the square had packed up and left for lunch. Only two or three