Lin Qingluo frowned, not quite approving, "There's nothing special about this black iron, it's not suitable for forging a dagger."
"Apprentice needs a shield."
Shitou licked his face and laughed, "Anyway, apprentice's mana is not high, forging a low-grade shield is more than enough."
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"This black iron can only be forged into a magical instrument, not a magic weapon."
"I think so too, silly kid has such low mana, treating a piece of scrap iron like a treasure."
"If he wants it, just let him have it. It won't cost much in spirit stones, just consider it as buying a lesson."
Feng Yi, Lin Jinming, Lin Jinhua pretended not to care, adding comments from the side.
"Alright."
Lin Qingluo couldn't bear to go against Shitou's wishes, patted him on the shoulder, and teased with a smile, "If you want it, just go for it, bargain for yourself."
"Okay, thank you, Master."
Shitou grinned, his shrewd little eyes revealing the cunning of a fox.