Chapter373-Turning the Tables

The man held a knife in his hand, glaring at Daniel with an unfriendly expression.

Daniel frowned.

He could sense a strong smell of blood emanating from the man—a thick, pungent odor.

Clearly, this man was no ordinary individual.

Usually, anyone who gave Daniel this kind of feeling wasn't a good person—or a decent mage.

Before Daniel could respond, the man pressed on with his questioning:

"How do you know such advanced forging techniques?"

The man stood there, scrutinizing the firewood knife in his hand. Its design, sharpness, and even the patterns on the blade all spoke of a craftsmanship far beyond the ordinary.

"Such forging methods… aren't something just anyone can learn," the man said, his tone accusatory.

"So, what exactly are you trying to say?" Daniel asked impatiently.

Originally, he had no intention of seeking out this man, but he hadn't expected the man to come looking for him instead.