Long Yan nodded slightly, knowing that the little shop assistant before him couldn't make the decisions. He figured it wouldn't hurt to wait a bit. Judging by his own estimation of power, it would already be considered early if Lingxi regained consciousness tonight—most likely, she'd wake up tomorrow.
It didn't take long before the shop assistant fetched his boss.
"What's the matter?"
Tang Long had been running this blacksmith's shop for over a decade. While the weapons here weren't particularly different from other shops, the shop was famous because of one specific blade.
"A guest wishes to purchase that weapon."
The shop assistant made his report and then stepped aside to await the shopkeeper's reply.
"Where is this guest from?"
"From the looks of him, he seems like a scholar, though he does resemble that so-called pretty boy Long Yan somewhat."
