Chapter 3807 - 3807: Stingy Shop (5)
Godly Empress Doctor
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Huyan Yichen almost lost his temper.
Why was it so troublesome?
However, when he recalled how the girl had introduced herself as a poor girl who had fled from the south, his heart softened.
âForget it. She was so unlucky. Iâll help her as my good deeds of the day,â thought Huyan Yichen to himself.
Butâ¦
Before long, Huyan Yichenâs eyes widened when he saw what he had made out of three pieces of scrap iron.
âWhat⦠whatâs that?â
After the girlâs random instructions, Huyan Yichen realized that the iron he made wasnât dark iron.
âWhatâs that?â
Huyan Yichen touched it and saw that it was made from a special material that shone with a divine light.
âItâs so tough! Am I seeing things?â
Huyan Yichen rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but when he looked again, the iron was still there. He reached out and touched it, but the hardness didnât change.
As a weapon refiner, he knew what that meant.
He gave Feng Wu a strange look and didnât come back to himself for a long time.
How was that possible⦠It was supposed to be a pile of junk. But no matter how hard he tried, it stayed useless. Howâ¦
âYou⦠you made it by sheer luck, didnât you?â Huyan Yichen looked at Feng Wu and murmured.
Feng Wu asked, âWhat was that?â
Huyan Yichen said, âN- nothingâ¦â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Was it luck? It had to be!
Otherwise, how could a girl know weapon-refining? He was from an influential family of refiners, and his grandfather used to be taught by the Patriarchâ¦
Although Huyan Yichen had always been humble, he was actually quite influential in Northern Yan.
He didnât understand the girl at all.
Just then, Feng Wu looked up and asked, âWhereâs that drawing?â Huyan Yichen asked involuntarily, âWhat drawing?
Feng Wu said, âDidnât Feng Xun give you the material to build an arm of discipline? Whereâs the drawing?â
Huyan Yichenâs face went scarlet red. âHe lied to meâ¦â
Feng Wu frowned before Huyan Yichen could finish. âYou didnât lose the drawing, did you?â
Huyan Yichen said, âThat drawing was fake! My grandpa appraised it himself!â
Feng Wu said, âSo?â
Huyan Yichen gritted his teeth. âJust wait and see!â
He wanted to see what the girl was going to do.
Huyan Yichen rushed into the room, came back with a small brocade box, and tossed it to Feng Wu. âSee for yourself.â
Feng Wu opened the brocade box to find a drawing inside.
She took it out and read it carefully.
Huyan Yichen said grumpily, âItâs fake, isnât it? I told you so! Thar Feng Xun, hmph! If he dares to come to Northern Yan again, Iâll make him pay!â
Feng Wu gave Huyan Yichen a strange look.
Huyan Yichen said, âWhat? He stole my pocket money for ten years. Why canât I scold him?â
Feng Wu shook her head. âYou canât.â
Huyan Yichen asked, âWhy?â
Feng Wu didnât reply. Instead, she asked, âWhat do you want?â
Huyan Yichen said, âWhat?â
Feng Wu said, âHow about I give you a copy of âRefinable Metal Synthesisâ?â
Huyan Yichen said, âWhat?! Isnât that the legendary book?â
He had heard the title of the book, but he had no idea what it was about..