"Thane, please don't take offense at this young man's words! Just pretend you didn't hear anything." Steven was getting impatient. He had painstakingly figured out a way to convince the professors from the mountain, and he couldn't afford any issues at this crucial juncture.
Though Thane might only be able to replicate four swords at most, it should be enough to placate the elderly scholars. All they needed was to coax them down from the mountain.
With William causing such a stir, if Thane decided to wash his hands of the matter, things would get complicated.
"Mr. Garcia, I can't just ignore this! I can spare a day. Let's see what this young lad from the 13th Bureau has truly got," Thane chuckled, turning to William. "Young man, you're audacious, and I like it. If you can't deliver, you'll become my adopted son, taking care of me through my last days. But If you can truly replicate these items within a day, I'll hand over the genuine "Da Vinci Manuscript" to you."
