"Li Yuan? The Master Li who forged weapons for the young master!"
Lao Dao had a smile at the corner of his mouth. After leaving Fulong Mountain and no longer leading the Red Eyebrow faction, there were only two people he could call "old acquaintances."
Probably just Li Yuan, the blacksmith of Yihai Prefecture, and Liang Laoshu, the fisherman of Black River County, were kindred spirits who shared a few drinks as "old friends."
"Younger Brother Li, years ago, you moved your kiln to Black River County and became neighbors with Tongwen Hall, but I haven't seen you visit."
Lao Dao stood up and strode across the clean-swept courtyard to greet the impressive figure braving the snow and wind:
"I thought our relationship had grown distant, that the self-made Master Craftsman Li had no place for a former bandit leader like me."
Li Yuan showed a look of embarrassment and hurriedly replied:
