Manual Production
"You're back, young master?" Lu Qing said in a surprised expression as she looked at the hulking man entering the door again.
However, her expression turned strange looking at the woman who was bound by chains near him, her bare busy body on full display touched by the shivering air.
"Who is she?" She thought.
Lu Zhen coughed as he just expressionlessly looked at the room. There were still some burnt walls from the previous burning of the equipment.
"How is the construction of new equipment going?" Lu Zhen looked at her with a frown on his face.
"That will take some time, young master. Although we have a hundred martial artists working in tandem, it will still take more than a year for you to complete the work," Lu Qing said tentatively while looking at Lu Zhen's face.
"Hmm." Lu Zhen frowned as he had a contemplative expression. "Make it a month. I will supply you with all the martial artists that I can find."