Box Taylor wiped some of the sweat off his forehead.
"I'm just too lucky." He thought.
Tink! As a splash of sparks flew in all directions, that square-shaped shied that was made with perfection flew into the air and landed in a bucket of cold water that was prepared ahead of time.
Siiiiiii! White steam soared into the sky and the entire workshop felt very moist. However, the glare coming off of the shield was still very eye-piercing despite all the steam in the air.
Qian Jin grabbed onto the shield and threw into another bucket of cold water and more steam appeared in the air.
When the shield left the water, it felt like all the sunlight that was shining on it was being reflected. The shield in Qian Jin's hand looked more like a mirror for a lady rather than a shield for battle.
"Level 4 Warrior Weapon."
Box Hort was very sharp and he called out the level of the shield.
