Seraph's omnipresent smile dimmed, and he immediately headed out of his room. Although he wasn't sure what exactly was going to happen, he had a guess.
'Everything has been going too smoothly, even after the Suho Clan visited. Surely, politics must come into play at some point, right?'
He didn't tell anyone before he headed straight towards the Clan Smithery.
Entering through the large doors, he was greeted with great respect by the blacksmiths present.
Pausing, Seraph returned their greetings and asked. "Where is the Chief Blacksmith?"
"Eh… he went out to check an ore mine close to the clan." One of them answered.
Massaging his temples, Seraph nodded. "Someone should go call him now—fast."
Immediately, a blacksmith set out, using his full speed as a cultivator.
Seraph turned to the others.
"Stop all the work you're doing. We have a bigger project."
Directing the blacksmiths, he gave them different blueprints, then guided them in mass-producing those materials.
