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Zhan Xiaolou and Ning Yu put down the bags in their hands and arrived at a crude forging shop. The two of them stood outside and stared blankly, unsure as to whether they should enter or not.

"Shall we go in? "Why do I feel like it's not too reliable? Could that waiter be lying?" Ning Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva as she looked at Zhan Xiaolou and said uncertainly.

The two of them had just spent a few taels of silver at the inn and asked the waiter if they had any intelligence reports that he was familiar with. The waiter told them about the blacksmith's shop and said that every nobleman would go there. No matter how he looked at it now, he felt that the waiter was lying.

"Let's go in. The waiter shouldn't be lying." Although Zhan Xiaolou's heart was thumping, she still decided to take a look inside. After all, there shouldn't be any problems trying to take a look.

When Ning Yu saw that Zhan Xiaolou was the first to enter, she immediately ran over to chase her down. She was afraid that something might harm Zhan Xiaolou, so she couldn't protect herself in time.

"Would you like to forge iron or buy a sword?" A woman appeared out of nowhere, facing the two of them. She had a fierce look on her face, which didn't match her current coarse hemp clothes at all.

Zhan Xiaolou secretly sighed. Indeed, the waiter wasn't lying and nodded his head in satisfaction. He took out the fan he bought when he returned to the inn and waved it. "Mm, I want to buy a sword."

She was imitating Lu Cheng's style and always felt that he was quite pretentious when he was wearing a fan. Thus, she wanted to give it a try herself. Yes, even though it was cold.

The wind blowing on his face was actually not that beautiful. Perhaps it was because there was nothing here to keep warm, so it was no different from the outside. Furthermore, it was surrounded by cold swords, making it seem even colder.

She was only pretending!

"I don't think Miss is a sword practitioner. If you're interested, why don't you take a look at our master's new set of silver needles?" The woman replied to Zhan Xiaolou without changing her expression. It was as if she had long seen through her identity.

Zhan Xiaolou raised his eyebrows. As expected, this shop was not simple. He had never mentioned the fact that he was practicing medicine ever since he stepped into Jiang Yuguo's territory. This man recommended him for a doctor the moment he entered the door; this needle was indeed extraordinary!

"I might as well tell you that I'm here today to find some useful information. May I know if you can give it to me?" Seeing the woman's movements, Zhan Xiaolou quickly tried to find something. After thinking for a while, she revealed her purpose for coming here.

The woman took a box and placed it on the old counter. She did not hurry to open it, but instead introduced herself, "You can call me Red Rain. Also, the silver needles are special. We will not beat around the bush."

On the other hand, Zhan Xiaolou understood the meaning behind this man's words. Most likely, it was because he didn't want to attract anyone's attention that he was trying to trick them into doing so.

As he thought about it, Zhan Xiaolou followed up, "Miss Red Rain is right. You can't be anxious. "However, I like to find out the truth, so I want to know what material this silver needle is made of."

"Since you're so sincere about going in, why don't you first use this silver needle?" Hong Yu's paralyzed face remained the same. After she finished her business, she placed the box in Zhan Xiaolou's hand.

Zhan Xiaolou held onto the box and glanced at Red Rain's fixated expression. He took out a banknote from his pocket and said, "Since this silver needle is made of a special material, I wonder how much money is appropriate for it."

She took out three hundred taels, thinking it was about right.

"No matter how much you give me, it's all based on fate." Red Rain raised her eyebrows and accepted the banknotes, but there was nothing further.