The mornings in Five States City had a unique charm, a quietude interspersed with faint stirrings of activity that imparted a sense of calm and comfort.
He locked up the shop, brought out his Mansa Vehicle, and waited quietly for Dongfang Qi and Nanyuan Xu to arrive. Next door, the old blacksmith, shirtless, pushed open his door. Upon seeing Feng Hao, a faint smile appeared on his dark, weathered face.
"Opening up so early, sir?" Feng Hao asked with a light laugh, just making conversation.
The old blacksmith grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. His voice was deep and strong. "You're the young man from the medicine shop next door, aren't you? I've seen you around a few times."
"So you knew who I was?" Feng Hao chuckled, unable to resist chatting for a bit.
To be honest, he was quite interested in the Artifact Refining Shop next door, as he had been studying the Artifact Refining of the Ancient Sect.
