"Hmm? Such heavy Evil Qi. Not bad. It's a real shame it broke."
As the craftsman took it, his arm suddenly froze. He reversed his grip, grabbing Xu Yunfan's wrist, his previously placid gaze turning sharp in an instant.
"Red Rope Copper Body? You studied under someone from Divine Weapon Ridge?"
Xu Yunfan was a little surprised. He shook his head and said, "Not from Divine Weapon Ridge directly, but there is a connection."
He practiced the Martial Arts of Divine Weapon Ridge, so there was naturally a connection. He wasn't lying.
"I see, I see."
The craftsman's sharp gaze softened. His fingers relaxed as he took the broken Heavy Hammer, his expression tinged with a sigh of melancholy.
"Thirty years ago, that person brought down half the mountain where Divine Weapon Ridge stood. The remaining disciples either died or scattered. It's not surprising that someone is still cultivating this Hammer Technique."
