Chapter 96

Too much time has passed, and this thing has never been put to use.

Hu Zhenzhen had long forgotten that she had drawn this item from the system until she saw the real sword, at which point she vaguely remembered it.

As Hu Zhenzhen was leaving, she happened to see the man break free of his hands and try to get up from underneath to fight back.

Seeing that the man was about to touch the sword, Hu Zhenzhen's eyelids twitched even more violently, and she quickly spoke up.

"Wait, wait, don't do it, let him go first."

At Hu Zhenzhen's command, the bodyguard who had been holding the man down temporarily released him.

But he was still uneasy, his eyes fixed on the person.

Liu An was quick-witted. He caught sight of the sword on the ground out of the corner of his eye, reached out and picked it up, then moved it aside.

With no one pressing down on her, Hu Zhenzhen finally saw what the person looked like.

He had disheveled hair, wasn't very tall, but had strong limbs, and looked like a trained fighter.

"You're the only one who's reasonable."

He opened his mouth, his voice surprisingly immature.

"May I ask who you are?"

Hu Zhenzhen didn't approach rashly, but asked from a distance.

"I came here specifically to find you, Hu Zhenzhen!"

The man had a loud voice, and after he said that, Liu An and several others quickly blocked the boss's way.

Hu Zhenzhen had her suspicions, but she wasn't particularly nervous.

"Who are you?"

After she asked that question, the disheveled man remembered that he should introduce himself.

He casually ruffled his hair a few times, and Hu Zhenzhen finally saw his face clearly.

"My name is Tie Niu, Zhang Tie Niu."

His face was plain and unassuming. Hu Zhenzhen glanced at it once but couldn't remember it. She had to look at it several times before she could recall it.

His unusually thick lips were indeed the most striking feature on his face.

"What can I do for you?"

Hu Zhenzhen asked politely, but Zhang Tieniu's eyes didn't look at her; they were fixed on Liu An, who was holding the sword.

"Hey kid over there, give me back my sword first!"

Upon hearing this, Liu An hugged the things even tighter.

"Answer my boss's question first."

"You'll give it back to me if I answer?"

"almost."

After receiving Liu An's vague agreement, Zhang Tieniu resumed discussing the serious matter with Hu Zhenzhen.

"I came to you for the sword. That sword shop in Province A, it's yours, isn't it?"

Upon hearing the keyword "Sword House," Hu Zhenzhen roughly understood what was going on.

"It's definitely mine."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Tieniu chuckled and said, "Then I've come to the right place. Name your terms; I want to buy that house."

Hu Zhenzhen really didn't need that room.

Judging from Zhang Tieniu's heavy sword, he must be a professional in this field.

These days, there are very few people who know how to forge swords.

With that in mind, Hu Zhenzhen readily agreed, "Okay, just give me the average house price."

The sword-making room also contained many professional tools.

Hu Zhenzhen had seen it in the system; for a sword-making master, this must be the place of their dreams.

However, Zhang Tieniu's answer was more straightforward.

"I have no money."

Hu Zhenzhen was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She wasn't even going to accept payment for the things in the house, but Zhang Tieniu gave her this kind of reply.

"So what do you want to exchange it for?"

Zhang Tieniu raised his hand and pointed at Liu An, "Will that work?"

Hu Zhenzhen then realized that the sword was brought for her.

Meanwhile, in Country M, Lin Bei wanted to visit Hu Zhenzhen, but had just learned that Hu Zhenzhen had left.

"You left early? That's such a shame."

The smile on Lin Bei's face finally faded after he hung up the call with Thomas.

He sat in the villa's reception room, dressed in formal attire, looking as if he were about to go out to a high-society banquet.

Karl, who was sitting next to him, was already used to it. He glanced at him, noticed his expression, and then spoke up in surprise.

"Is she the reason you changed your mind and went to the Kent dinner that day? Can she bring a lot of profit to the group?"

Carl believed he knew his cousin very well.

He says he doesn't like to get involved in the group's affairs, but he is very responsible and will take care of all the important matters.

Because of this personality trait, he didn't teach everything to Karl, and he would occasionally fly to the United States to review important documents.

There have been people in the past who have gained Lin Bei's attention.

After Lin Bei became friends with them, the group obtained a lot of cooperation from them and gained a lot of benefits.

Under this premise, Karl could ask such a question as if it were perfectly reasonable.

"Interests? No, it has nothing to do with that."

Surprisingly, Lin Bei denied it.

"I'm just interested in her. Don't you think she's a very interesting person?"

Lin Bei took off his glasses, pulled out a decorative silk scarf from his chest, and gently wiped it.

"Starting from a dairy factory, everything she has now is the result of her own hard work and dedication."

"People outside say she relies on the assets left by her ancestors, but I think she relies on herself."

Carl had only heard a few rumors about this Hu and hadn't looked into it in detail.

"I only heard that she donated a lot of money to charity organizations in country Z, and it seems she also donated antiques and things like that."

Lin Bei stared at the glasses in his hand for a while, "That's why I said she's interesting. I've never seen a businesswoman like her before, she's so strange."

Carl noticed his expression and clicked his tongue. "I bet she's very pretty."

Lin Bei then gave him a stingy glance, "Why do you always focus on the least important things?"

"Who says it's not important? It's extremely important."

Karl retorted, unconvinced, "If she's not pretty, why would you be so interested in her?"

Lin Bei put her glasses back on, glanced at him, and said, "I don't want you to be so shallow. I just want to be friends with interesting people."

He didn't want to talk to his prodigal cousin any longer. "I have to go," he said.

Carl muttered to himself, "Such a stubborn mouth."

Only after Lin Bei's shadow was completely out of sight did he stretch out and turn on the game music on his phone.

"Hey, you stubborn man, I'll wait until you crash and burn."

With his old-fashioned cousin gone, Karl felt much freer.

"The innocent little boy was unaware that curiosity is the beginning of a man's downfall."

He made a few sarcastic remarks, but he wasn't worried about Lin Bei at all; on the contrary, he wanted to see that day come sooner.

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Bei always suppressed him, presenting himself at home as a calm and excellent student.

Even when playing music, he remains calm, the complete opposite of those angry rock musicians. Carl is genuinely curious about what his cousin would be like if he fell into the whirlpool of love.

Lin Bei had seen him make a fool of himself for so many years; it was time for him to see his cousin make a fool of himself.

Carl chuckled twice, tossed his phone aside, and said, "Finally won!"

Inside the Woshan Villa.

Hu Zhenzhen stared at the sword on the table, speechless for a long time.

"What did you say this was? Cold Iron?"

Hu Zhenzhen knew absolutely nothing about the materials used to forge this sword.

Judging from Zhang Tieniu's appearance, this sword seems to be very powerful.

"Of course, this sword took me a whole year to make. Can't you see how amazing it is?"

Hu Zhenzhen really couldn't tell.

Is this sword very powerful?

Zhang Tieniu snorted, not understanding why she couldn't see the sword's power.

"Its texture, quality, and feel are all top-notch. If you miss out on this sword, you'll find it incredibly difficult to find another one like it."

This statement is probably true; Hu Zhenzhen can tell the difference between good and bad.

only--

What would I need a sword for?

It's still an unopened sword.

In the city, you have to follow the rules if you want to carry weapons like swords around.

In Hu Zhenzhen's mind, only weapons without sharpened edges were allowed to be possessed.

Otherwise, such items would require certificates and registration before they could be held.

Hu Zhenzhen had no interest in learning martial arts, nor did she have any hobby of collecting swords and knives.

Even if Zhang Tieniu gave her this sword, she would still have to consider whether it would be troublesome to register it.

Moreover, his goal was to exchange the sword for her house.

Zhang Tieniu was stunned by her question, "Don't you want a divine sword?"

"Hmm," Hu Zhenzhen nodded, and said calmly, "I don't want to."

Someone actually managed to refuse a sword! And a fine sword made by him at that!

Zhang Tieniu's eyes widened, and he helplessly withdrew his hand.

"Then, then..."

He was at a loss for words, and couldn't think of anything to exchange for the room.

Before this, Zhang Tieniu had been living with his master in a small city in City A. Counting today, he had not even completed a year of apprenticeship.

His life used to be very simple: he made swords, which he either sold or kept as a personal collection.

However, I came across a sword-forging shop that I really liked, so I decided to try and exchange for it.

Zhang Tieniu had only met people who were interested in swords before, so he was clearly not used to meeting someone like Hu Zhenzhen for the first time.

Hu Zhenzhen raised an eyebrow, taking control of the conversation.

"You want that room, right? I can give it to you, but you have to agree to one condition."

Is it really possible to get a house for free?

Zhang Tieniu's expression betrayed his true feelings, and he immediately became happy.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true," Hu Zhenzhen had just finished speaking when she saw him excitedly hug the sword back to his arms and thank her repeatedly.

She raised her hand, stopping the excited Zhang Tieniu. "Wait a minute, aren't you going to ask about my conditions?"

"No need to ask anymore, no need to ask anymore, I'll agree to whatever you say."

Someone as straightforward as Zhang Tieniu always acts on intuition.

After sensing that Hu Zhenzhen meant no harm, he relaxed considerably.

"Would you be willing to work for me?"

Hu Zhenzhen stated her request, and Zhang Tieniu agreed without hesitation.

“Sure, it doesn’t matter who I work for, as long as you pay me.”

Zhang Tieniu simply enjoyed sword making.

He sold the sword to support himself, but in reality, he didn't enjoy the buying and selling process.

He was happy to work under someone else, saving himself the trouble of selling swords.

Hu Zhenzhen was surprised that it went so smoothly. "Can I borrow the sword you're carrying?"

A few hours later, Lu Ye, covered in sweat, arrived at Woshan Villa.

Hu Zhenzhen handed Zhang Tieniu and the sword to him, saying, "Director Lu, didn't you say you were a little dissatisfied with the fight scenes? Take a look at this sword, what do you think?"

Upon hearing her words, Zhang Tieniu reluctantly let go and showed the sword to the man in front of him.

"Great, that's wonderful!"

The post-production wasn't finished yet because of a major scene. Lu Ye was dissatisfied with the scene, feeling that the weapons looked too small and insignificant.

The original plan was to resolve this issue later.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hu gave him an even more perfect solution.

"I'll go inform them that we'll be reshooting tonight!"