At this moment, hearing Lan Xuanyu broach the topic, Tang Le couldn't help but introspect. Was it really time for him to find a girlfriend? He mustn't be that young anymore. Even if he was only twenty when Le Qingling saved him, many years have passed since then, and now he should be in his thirties.
"Let me see your forging," said Master Le with a smile.
"Sure!" Lan Xuanyu agreed and took Master Le to his meditation room. He had converted a corner of the meditation room into a forging room. It was the only place with soundproofing so as not to disturb others. Moreover, the energy in the meditation room was the most abundant.
Two years ago, Lan Xuanyu had completed this transformation to save some time on the road for his forging.
As a result, his meditation room was no longer the pristine space it once was, but messy and disorganized.
He skillfully heated metal at the forging table, released the forging hammer with precision, and began forging with a piece of rare metal.