Chapter 118: Exorcising all Slight Dust, Sandstorm Witch! (6000 words)_2

"I need to use the smithing room today, so Assistants Si and Dan, please arrange it as soon as possible for me."

"Follow me."

The shock in Sikong Wei's eyes was not entirely hidden yet.

Noticing Tu Long's bulging eyes, he quickly extended his right hand, pointing to another passage:

"The unused smithing rooms are all on this side."

"Aside from Master Tu, few people use them on ordinary days. Whichever one you take a liking to, you can enter using this token."

"Understood."

Ye Hanjun caught the metal token that was tossed to him, and looked back at Tu Long.

He wanted to greet him before leaving, as a little courteous gesture.

Unexpectedly, the old man who was obsessed with instruments, had already pasted his eyeballs on the blue gold, obsessed and affectionate.

Ye Hanjun immediately dispelled this idea, and with Sikong Wei and Da Mu'er's company, he visited the available smithing rooms.

"You really are... surprising!"