Xiao Yu wasn't idle either; he started wandering around.
This workshop is indeed very large, with one large workshop divided into more than a dozen smaller workshops, each with its own team.
There were forgers who forged swords, forged spears, forged lances, and even forged arrowheads…
These craftsmen were no different from ordinary swordsmiths.
Hearing the clanging and banging sounds, Xiao Yu quickly spotted the middle-aged man who had just mocked him, Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye was watching his craftsmen when he saw Xiao Yu arrive. He muttered to himself, "It's ridiculous. Someone just happened to invent two seasonings and thought he could forge weapons. What a fool's brain. He's so prone to wild fantasies."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The next second, the craftsmen who were forging weapons burst into laughter.
"Senior brother, I'm actually quite looking forward to seeing what this little prince can create... Maybe, fools are just lucky."
Another young man dressed in white chimed in.
"good."
Ouyang Ye chuckled and said, "Fools have their luck. Whether this prince can create a decent weapon depends on whether God will be on his side."
Hahahaha!
Another burst of laughter erupted from the surrounding area.
All the craftsmen looked at Xiao Yu with a mocking gaze, as if they were watching a spectacle.
"Ha, you dare to forge weapons? That's laughable!"
Ouyang Ye and Ye Qun were even more unscrupulous, staring at Xiao Yu as if he were an ant and letting out a cold laugh.
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