Arrogance

Chen Fei looked at the refined iron in Lan Yunfeng's hand and nodded slightly. The refined iron was good, a fine choice for forging weapons. Paired with various mystical ingredients Chen Fei had gathered, he could use it to forge a semi-spirit sword.

"Quite fortunate. I also have a piece of refined iron here, slightly larger than Senior Brother Lan's."

Qian Guangji stepped forward, cutting off Lan Yunfeng's words, and took out a piece of refined iron from his pocket. In terms of size, it was indeed larger than the one Lan Yunfeng held.

Not only in size, but even the color of the refined iron was deeper, indicating that Qian Guangji's refined iron had a higher purity compared to Lan Yunfeng's.

Seeing this, the other seven people couldn't help but frown. Qian Guangji's refined iron in terms of weight and purity far exceeded the chips they held.