"You, who are you...?"
"Who I am isn't important," the dark-haired young man shook his head, "Let me ask you a question, did you agree to help someone named Shana deliver something to Coldwater Port?"
"Shana?" Fang Hong's mood swung from one extreme to another, thinking the other might know his teacher, but unexpectedly, it wasn't the case; instead, the person mentioned was equally mysterious to him, and he almost paused in surprise before reacting, "Wait, you know Shana?"
The dark-haired young man gleaned the information he wanted from this rhetorical question, nodding, "It seems to be you then, Shana asked you to help make a batch of equipment and promised to pay you at market price, is that correct?"
Fang Hong certainly remembered this matter, Shana had him make a batch of Drake Models 1, 2, 3 sets, and some rookie-use Magic Guided Reactors for delivery to Coldwater Port. He planned to go to Scepter Coast to handle this after seeing Mazak.
He nodded.
