"Li Yuan, stoke the fire harder!"
"Right away!"
Boom!
The bamboo basket, along with the Fire Stone, was thrown into the Melting Furnace, and the bare-chested young man was sweating profusely.
Liang Qu sized him up and down, patted his broad shoulders: "Not bad, you have grown taller and stronger. You've been an apprentice in the shop for a few years. Can you forge a weapon with a hundred refinements today?"
"Ha, nearly seven years now. Master Liang, don't underestimate me. This March, I even used a hundred pieces of Xuan Iron to fold-forge a weapon with one hundred and sixty-seven refinements!"
"Wow, not too shabby."
The apprentice of the past, now the young master blacksmith Li Yuan, grinned: "It's all thanks to Master Lu's excellent teaching."
"What are you chatting about? Don't stop!" Lu Gang shouted.
"Coming." Li Yuan quickly moved to work again.
