"Well then, let's not stand on ceremony, let's get started right away. Copper Gorge can always pose dangers, so let's hurry up and refine those large-scale magical instruments." Owen Bertram added apologetically: "We just started with the Summit Metropolitan Office, and the conditions are crude. I hope you experts can bear with it."
"No problem at all, even staying in tents is fine."
A group of artifact makers, following Owen Bertram, entered the Prescott Group, Nathan Lane slapped the somewhat dumbfounded Ethereal Devin: "Who said that all artifact makers are temperamental?"
Ethereal Devin opened his mouth, it took a while before he responded: "All I can say is, the adult is awesome!"
Owen Bertram made room in the Prescott Group, the hall was already crowded with forty artifact makers, those fellows from Lioyd Sect were still trying to squeeze in, they were all driven away by Darcy Darren with a slap: "You good-for-nothing brats, can't you see you're not wanted? Bug off."
