The conflict here attracted the attention of many people. More people gathered around, and Wu Qingquan's expression changed.
He stared at Ou Yangming with a sharp gaze and shouted coldly, "If you don't give a reasonable explanation today, don't think about leaving."
Ou Yangming's expression did not change, and he said leisurely, "Didn't I tell you already? The explanation is very simple. As long as you give me a portion of the materials, I'll use them to refine another armor. If the one I smith is of a much higher level than yours, I believe everyone will understand what's going on."
As soon as Ou Yangming said that, the crowd was in an uproar. 'Is this young man a blacksmith? Where did he get the courage to say such a thing?'
Moreover, could a magic weapon be forged by an ordinary blacksmith? Everyone thought that he was too impulsive.
