"Moreover, it surpasses any current method of smelting and refining fine iron in the world." Zhao Feng smiled slightly, full of confidence in the fine iron refining method revealed by the treasure box.
This is absolutely a method beyond this era.
"My lord, you are truly a being among immortals."
"This servant pays her respects." Han Xi said respectfully.
"You are to personally take charge of these two formulas. Other than you, no one may see the complete recipe. Any who come under my command will not have the opportunity to leave. If anyone tries to escape, you may have Han Shuang deal with them directly."
"There shall be no traitors under my command," Zhao Feng said gravely.
"Please rest assured, my lord."
"I will personally guard both recipes," Han Xi promptly replied.
"If anything happens to the formulas, I am willing to die in atonement." Han Xi said at once, and in her heart surged a firm loyalty born from Zhao Feng's trust in her.
