C1067 Excessive

When everyone observed Chu Lin's earnest demeanor, particularly at the mention of "junk," their gazes grew dull.

"Junk?" Duanmu Hua's face soured instantly. His previously closed eyes snapped open, fixing a very displeased look on Chu Lin.

Here was a respected fourth-level forgemaster, and yet someone had the audacity to call his most treasured creation trash