Zong Shen said this deliberately, trying to anger him.

Sure enough, when the drunkard dwarf heard what Zong Shen said, his face turned red instantly.

"Fart! Damn human boy!"

"I'm not a thief!"

Zong Shen smiled even more when he saw the drunkard dwarf's expression.

"Then why is my horse here?"

"This is an old horse passed down to me by my parents. I have a deep relationship with it."

Zong Shen was so playful that he even touched the head of the old traveling horse pretending to be sad.

The old traveling horse was also very smart and rubbed Zong Shen's arm with his head affectionately.

Such a performance made the drunkard dwarf even more ashamed.

"I...I..."

"Sorry human boy, I'm drunk..."

The drunkard dwarf found that he could not argue, so he chose to apologize out of shame.

"I accept your apology."

Zong Shen raised his head and said seriously.

Then he took advantage of the situation and launched an invitation.

"I am a lord and I am building a great territory. Now I lack a skilled blacksmith in my territory."

"Will you help me?"

Zong Shen decisively extended an olive branch when the drunkard dwarf felt guilty.

This is a dwarf with question marks all over his body and advanced blacksmith skills.

It is said that the dwarves are good at forging.

If a territory wants to develop, it cannot just have warriors who are good at fighting.

Construction talents in all aspects are also needed.

Blacksmithing, tailoring, urban construction, management, even farming and education.

All are indispensable aspects of territorial development.

This guy is quite a talent!

Zong Shen had already decided to coax him back to his territory.
Chapter completed!