章節 881: What Do You Think?

"Since I'm going to play the part of soul cultivator, I might as well go all out. The bandaged package isn't a weapon, it's a weapon's craftsman work table."

Ri's eyes brightened. At first, she thought Dyon was doing an ill job of hiding a weapon, but who would have known that he had thought of this already!

The work bench of a weapon's craftsman was their life, it was even more important than their family and children to a true master. To weapon's craftsman, putting something that important in a spatial ring would be worse than death to them. They saw their work benches as living beings. Would you put a child in an enclosed and suffocating space? Of course not!