You can make a lot of money by just forging a few god-level weapons, right?

For a moment, Chu Feng didn't know how to describe it.

Where did this old man spend his money?

You don’t need so much if you sleep in a woman’s bed every day!

Seeing that Chu Feng was still confused, the old man simply explained himself.

"Stop doubting it! I really didn't lie to you!"

"Old man, it's true that I am the master of forging, but do I have to forge for anyone who comes? Then where is my reputation as a master?!"

"And since I became a grandmaster, I will only take action when I encounter a magical treasure that makes my heart beat. Most of the time, I don't bother to charge anything, just like your sword! It's time to make a friend!"

"So! After so many years of sitting and eating, even a golden mountain has been eaten away!"

"To be honest, I have all these left because I was greedy enough when I was the blacksmith master... Bah, I got it from a little bit of frugality!"

Chu Feng curled his lips.

It can be considered understood.

To sum up, in fact, in one sentence, this old man just wants to save face and suffer the consequences?

No wonder he hides in the forging yard and sleeps every day!

After all, if you have no money, why not sleep?

After understanding the ins and outs, Chu Feng no longer had any expectations.

More than 10 million, just over 10 million.

It's better than nothing, isn't it...
Chapter completed!