Liou Yuan took note of all these things one by one, feeling a sense of awe at how much there was to learn about Artifact Refining.
On the way back from Five Extremes Mountain to Xiaopei Mountain.
Qiu Ming fiddled with the giant axe the whole way, clearly reluctant to put it down, muttering complaints about his cousin under his breath.
"That Can of mine is such a cheapskate, can't even let me buy on credit."
"He's obviously still holding a grudge about that beating I gave him when we were kids."
Liou Yuan saw things clearly, and put in a good word for Qiu Can: "Honestly, your cousin doesn't have it easy in the Artifact Refining Pavilion. To put it nicely, he's an apprentice; to put it bluntly, he's free labor."
"He doesn't really get to call the shots on a lot of things."
At this point, Liou Yuan shifted the topic with a hint of envy: "But that so-called Artifact Refiner gig really does make money."
