"The material is extraordinary. Please sit down, please." Manager Zhao immediately led the two of them to sit down for tea, then turned around to find someone else.
This man is in his early fifties, with bright eyes and dark skin.
"This is Li Fubo, the chief craftsman of Songyang Fuzhong Furnace."
Li Fubo did not exchange any greetings with He Lingchuan. He took the broken sword and slowly took it out of its sheath. The hall was immediately illuminated by the cold light of the blade. His apprentice placed a wooden board on the ground. Li Fubo raised the knife and dropped it with a faint sound.
Nothing happened, the board was in good condition.
Mao Tao couldn't help but touch her nose, but Li Fubo returned the broken knife to its owner: "Here you go."
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