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Feng Wu was indeed very impressive. Any other person would have been kicked out by the old steward by now. Not only was she staying, she had also amazed him over and over. How incredible!

Zuo Qingyu refused to believe that she couldn't stop Feng Wu.

She gritted her teeth. "Our only option now is to have Master Rong Yang start forging my family's weapon as soon as possible. By the way, has the master started yet?"

Once the master started working, he would shut himself away, and there was no way that Feng Wu would be able to see him.

Zuo Qingyu was a little worried, because there seemed to be something about Feng Wu that made people want to get close to her, and she didn't want Master Rong Yang to be affected as well.

The old steward gave her a wry smile. "The master is very happy with the material you brought today, and he's meditating in his office at the moment. The forging hasn't started yet.