When Tang Yue returned back to the house, it was already late in the night.
The old dwarf was in his room and Tang Yue as well went to her room.
As she opened the door, Charlotte jumped up in surprise like a cat caught in the act.
She had a bunch of parchments in her hand and guiltily looked at Tang Yue.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to peek into things. I was just bored." Charlotte abashedly mumbled.
She had just been trying to read Yana's notes on blacksmithing as well and didn't know if Tang Yue would like it or not.
But unexpectedly, the woman only chuckled.
Tang Yue was in a very good mood and she couldn't care less if Charlotte as well learned blacksmithing or not.
In fact, it would only make her feel better.
So far, the elf had been one-sidedly helping her and that didn't quite sit well with her.
It was always best when everybody gained something.
Otherwise, their newfound friendship might be in trouble.