"You, you!" Zhuo Lien also laughed when he saw Fang Kai looking curious and unconvinced.
"What's wrong with me? Isn't what I said the truth?" Fang Kai asked back.
Zhuo Lien explained helplessly: "You also said that it takes enough black iron to make a magic weapon. How much is enough? Hundreds or even thousands of pounds! We probably won't see so much black iron in this lifetime. What can you do with just three pounds? It's nothing more than making the weapon sharper and stronger. Only with incredible luck can you improve the quality of the weapon. Giving it to Logan Chu is nothing more than a favor."
"A favor?" Fang Kai was even more confused.
Zhuo Lien slowly stopped smiling and said, "The Black Guards are still in our county town, they haven't left yet!"
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