บท 128: Brother Mu, You Know Me

Feng Zhuang hurriedly took out the blueprint and materials, plus 50,000 essence.

50,000 essence was the average forging price of a peerless golden equipment.

"I prepared it long ago. Can you forge it now?" he hurriedly asked.

Lin Xuan nodded. "It's not convenient here. I'll bring it back to forge. I'll deliver it at 8 AM tomorrow."

Feng Zhuang nodded gratefully. "Alright, alright, alright. You don't have to rush it. I'm not in a hurry."

The female martial artist and the thin martial artist also hurriedly stepped forward and took out their trump cards.

They also had the same thoughts as Feng Zhuang.

The forgers in Colony Three were not good enough. If the forging failed, they would be extremely sad. It was better for them to keep it.

Now that Lin Xuan had said that he had a golden grade forging skill and had made such a promise, they naturally trusted him and stepped forward.