Jia Hao's mood wasn't good after everything happened. However, he couldn't help but be intrigued by what he heard from the Minmin.
' What is Yixue hiding from me? What is it that thing she can't tell me freely?' Jia Hao couldn't help but ponder inwardly.
At that moment Old Yang knocked on the door. " Young Lord, May I come in?"
" Yes, What is it?" Jia Hao looked at him.
" Well, As you asked, I have already invited the blacksmith of our iron forges here." Old Yang replied. " Do you want to meet them right now?"
" Indeed, let's go." Jia Hao nodded instantly as he followed Old Yang.
Sitting in a carriage, Old Yang and a few soldiers escorted Jia Hao out of Nanhai City. In a small village on the outskirts of Nanhai City, Jia Hao could see a lot of forges there.
Soon enough, he reached a bunch of middle aged men and old men standing in the hall. All of them had tanned skin, with a messy appearance.