"Have you truly never considered staying in the Valley, Fellow Daoist?"
Chen Che asked with a smile.
Although Jia Chaoyuan's arms were severed, his lifetime of Forging experience was a rare treasure.
This was evident from his ability to direct others to jointly refine a Tier Three Magical Artifact. With him around, the Forging Hall's standards would immediately rise to another level.
"Thank you for your generous offer, Valley Master Chen, but I'm truly used to my unconstrained ways."
Jia Chaoyuan shook his head with a smile.
"True Master Duobao?"
Chen Che raised a slight eyebrow, mentioning a name.
"You... actually know?"
The corner of Jia Chaoyuan's mouth twitched. He never thought that a secret he'd buried so deep would be uncovered.
"I heard Thousand Eyes mention it once, and I guessed it might be him," Chen Che explained.
Thousand Eyes had said that True Master Duobao cut off a man's arms simply because he refused to become a Tributor.
"It was indeed him."
