Sun Luguo's lesson continued for several hours, the sound of hammering filling the workshop like a constant heartbeat, while Kyrian absorbed every teaching with unusual attention, his violet eyes fixed on every movement of the old master.
The heat of the furnace enveloped the environment, and the smell of heated metal and tempering oil mingled with the air, creating a familiar atmosphere that Kyrian had already learned to appreciate.
The old man quickly realized that there was something different about that day. Kyrian was asking more questions than he normally did, his mind working at an accelerated pace, as if he were trying to absorb decades of knowledge in just a few hours.
"Why does this alloy need to be cooled this way? Wouldn't it be more efficient to use a gradual cooling method?"
"What if I alter the amount of Qi used during the fusion? Would that affect the crystalline structure of the metal?"
