Ten minutes later, Tang Banqing got a definite answer from Lin Tian, feeling content, and left. After she left, Ghost and Yun Xiaotian stared at each other, clearly unable to understand the situation with the sudden appearance of the old lady.
"Brother Tian, what exactly is going on? First, she was a thief, then chatting and laughing, what's the identity of this old woman?" Ghost asked, puzzled.
"Who knows, she said she's a blacksmith, someone who forges iron, maybe she is." Lin Tian said indifferently.
"A blacksmith? Could she be a swordsmith?" Yun Xiaotian suddenly chimed in, causing Lin Tian and Ghost to look at him in unison. Yun Xiaotian shrugged and said, "Don't look at me, I don't know either, I just happened to hear my mom mention the profession of swordsmithing."
