Feng had not expected the bed to be broken so easily. But the overwhelming feeling of drowning simply made him too anxious and he couldn't control his strength.
Back at the Black Sheep Blacksmith's forging halls, Feng had already tested out and gotten an idea of his strength. Even without a hammer, he was capable of bending the pieces of ore and even flattening them if he hammered them with his fists.
It was one of the reasons why he had chosen that place, as it solved two of his issues in one go.
But now the broken bed had only increased his burden once more.
~Sigh~
"More of the saved money will end up in this… guess I'll just have to make do with it for the month." Feng muttered to himself.
Thankfully, the way the bed had broken, it was only the legs that had collapsed and not the frame itself. So it had become a floor bed from a normal elevated bed.
