Chapter 1282

First, he went to the smithy.

The clanging sounds never ceased.

When he had come in earlier, there had been a very obvious smell of smoke.

But now there was a fresh, fragrant scent.

He hadn't expected their body fragrance to have such high priority that it could even cover the smell of smoke.

Not bad at all.

Ding Dang saw Tang Ruan and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then she smiled and said, "Tang Ruan? Here to pick up a gun? A batch just got sent to the storeroom, but it's all gone now."

Zhao Chi smiled and said, "It's me."

Those two words came from Tang Ruan's mouth, in Tang Ruan's crisp voice.

But Ding Dang immediately realized it was Zhao Chi.

"Oh, my lord is here. Any new instructions?"

"No instructions. This is for you—take a look and decide who it's suitable for."

Ding Dang wiped her hands on her apron, then carefully took it.

"This is… a Master-level Blacksmith's Insights? My lord, are you sure you want us to use it?"

The clanging was louder than the hammer itself.

With her shout, the other nine blacksmiths also turned their heads in surprise, and even crowded over.

Although Zhao Chi was the lord.

But they stopped work right in front of the lord without any psychological burden. After all, they could strip naked and go take a bath right now, and the Zhaochibu Society wouldn't blame them for something like that.

Zhao Chi smiled and said, "Of course it's for you to use. One copy goes to you, and the remaining one is for you to decide who to give it to. But don't overthink it—more will be coming continuously."

"There will be more? How many?"

Zhao Chi shook his head. "Nothing's been ordered yet, but at least ten copies should be no problem."

Ding Dang smiled and said, "The sisters in this smithy all came in the first few batches. Their skills are the best. If there are only ten, you could consider giving them priority."

Zhao Chi nodded. "That's fine, but before that, there's one more thing…"

At this point, Tang Ruan's figure flashed.

Zhao Chi immediately appeared in the smithy, naked.

Ding Dang's gaze swept over Zhao Chi, and she immediately ordered:

"Quickly move those red-hot iron billets away."

The other female blacksmiths hurriedly put the red-hot iron aside, to avoid burning Zhao Chi.

Zhao Chi standing before them like this now, completely without blushing or a racing heart, very natural.

Of course, they were all the same.

"Ding Dang, arrange the work, then come with me. It'll take some of your time."

"Me?"

Ding Dang glanced at Tang Ruan, but Tang Ruan just smiled at her without any other indication.

"Yes, arrange the work, then come with me to the room."

The other blacksmiths stared at Ding Dang in surprise.

Ding Dang was a little nervous. "My lord… I… do I need to go to the Carefree Spring to bathe first?"

Zhao Chi smiled and said, "No need, just come with me."