Chapter: 1817
Perhaps because the smell of iron and the heat were so strong, the workshops decided to stay in a place far away from the bustling residential area.�
There were quite a few people walking around the workshop street.
Most of them were warriors wearing weapons.
The warriors came to the workshop to buy weapons or have their own weapons repaired.
Pyo-wol had already repaired his phantom daggers, so he had no reason to enter the workshop. Nevertheless, Pyo-wol couldn�t just let the workshop street pass him by.
Even if he didn�t need anything right away, he didn�t know what items and weapons he might end up finding in each workshop.
That�s how he�d gotten the phantom daggers in the first place.
Although Tang Sochu would later make him a new one, it would still be useful to find another item in a workshop.�
Pyo-wol entered the workshop one by one and looked at the weapons displayed on the shelves.�
There were many different types of weapons.
From swords and daggers to bows and arrows, it seemed like every weapon that exists in Jianghu was here. However, there were no weapons that match up to Pyo-wol�s standards.
The level of craftsmanship was mediocre.
If Tang Sochu was here, he would have criticized the artisans indiscriminately. He would have berated them, saying that they lacked the basics.
Although Pyo-wol wasn�t Tang Sochu, his eye for weapons was even higher. This was because he was the one using the weapons.�
�Trash!�
Pyo-wol sighed and entered the last workshop. However, the atmosphere here was different from the others.
It was considerably larger than other workshops and the interior was neatly organized.
Not only that, but the quality of the weapons on display was quite high.
The condition of the iron was excellent, and the balance of the weapons was also good.
The prices were also relatively cheap.
Suddenly, a bundle of Cow Hair Needles caught Pyo-wol�s eyes.
The weapon was named as such because they were as fine and thin as a cow�s hair.
Although it was light enough to be blown away by the wind, using a Cow Hair Needle was difficult, so there were hardly any warriors who actually used it.
Pyo-wol examined it closely.
�Do you like it? I made it myself.�
Suddenly, a voice came from beside him.
When Pyo-wol turned his head, he saw a teenage boy in his late teens looking at him.
There were clear burn marks on his forearm, where the sleeves were rolled up. There were also traces of fire on parts of his face.
�Did you say you made this?�
�Yes! I made it myself. You�re the first customer who showed interest in this item.� JrNovels.com
There were quite a few people walking around the workshop street.
Most of them were warriors wearing weapons.
The warriors came to the workshop to buy weapons or have their own weapons repaired.
Pyo-wol had already repaired his phantom daggers, so he had no reason to enter the workshop. Nevertheless, Pyo-wol couldn�t just let the workshop street pass him by.
Even if he didn�t need anything right away, he didn�t know what items and weapons he might end up finding in each workshop.
That�s how he�d gotten the phantom daggers in the first place.
Although Tang Sochu would later make him a new one, it would still be useful to find another item in a workshop.�
Pyo-wol entered the workshop one by one and looked at the weapons displayed on the shelves.�
There were many different types of weapons.
From swords and daggers to bows and arrows, it seemed like every weapon that exists in Jianghu was here. However, there were no weapons that match up to Pyo-wol�s standards.
The level of craftsmanship was mediocre.
If Tang Sochu was here, he would have criticized the artisans indiscriminately. He would have berated them, saying that they lacked the basics.
Although Pyo-wol wasn�t Tang Sochu, his eye for weapons was even higher. This was because he was the one using the weapons.�
�Trash!�
Pyo-wol sighed and entered the last workshop. However, the atmosphere here was different from the others.
It was considerably larger than other workshops and the interior was neatly organized.
Not only that, but the quality of the weapons on display was quite high.
The condition of the iron was excellent, and the balance of the weapons was also good.
The prices were also relatively cheap.
Suddenly, a bundle of Cow Hair Needles caught Pyo-wol�s eyes.
The weapon was named as such because they were as fine and thin as a cow�s hair.
Although it was light enough to be blown away by the wind, using a Cow Hair Needle was difficult, so there were hardly any warriors who actually used it.
Pyo-wol examined it closely.
�Do you like it? I made it myself.�
Suddenly, a voice came from beside him.
When Pyo-wol turned his head, he saw a teenage boy in his late teens looking at him.
There were clear burn marks on his forearm, where the sleeves were rolled up. There were also traces of fire on parts of his face.
�Did you say you made this?�
�Yes! I made it myself. You�re the first customer who showed interest in this item.� JrNovels.com
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