"Which bastard is breaking down my door? Can't you see the door is closed for today? Come back tomorrow if you have anything to do!" After a long time, a rude and violent male voice was heard from the yard.
"Boss Hua, it's me, open the door quickly!" Sun Hai raised his voice a few notches and knocked on the door harder.
With a "crash", the gate was roughly opened, revealing a middle-aged man in a gray robe. He had a fat face and body, small eyes, and a mustache on his lips. He looked like a big rat.
"It's you, kid. Who did you bring this time? Let me make it clear first. Those who can't afford the fairy jade should be taken away as soon as possible and don't disturb my sleep." Boss Hua was furious. He glared at Sun Hai, then looked at Shen Luo behind him and said bluntly.
"Please rest assured, Boss Hua. As long as you can refine a magic weapon that satisfies me, the price can be negotiated." Shen Luo was not angry. He bowed with a smile, but he was a little surprised in his heart.
There was a layer of hazy white light filling the other person's body, which was able to block his spiritual sense and visual detection, making it impossible for him to see the other person's level of cultivation.
Upon hearing this, Boss Hua showed a hint of surprise on his face. He waved his hand without saying a word and let the two men into the yard.
In the yard was a rather simple shed with many materials placed inside, which were not properly sorted and scattered all over the floor. Next to the shed was a black stone house, which looked like a foundry. Bursts of red light and heat waves shone through the half-open stone door.
"Boss Hua, this Senior Shen comes from the Tang Dynasty in the East. I heard that you are a master in refining magic weapons, so I came to visit you specially and want to customize a top-grade magic weapon." Sun Hai glanced at Shen Luo and introduced him to Boss Hua.
"Oh, you're from the Tang Dynasty in the East!" Boss Hua showed a look of surprise, looked Shen Luo up and down, and a strange look flashed across his expression.
"What kind of magic weapon do you want to make?" But he quickly regained his composure, walked to a recliner in the yard, sat down, and said lazily.
Shen Luo did not answer, but took out a few yellowish-brown objects, which turned out to be several broken mirrors. Although these broken mirrors were broken, they still emitted strong spiritual fluctuations.
Boss Hua was holding a cup of tea and took a sip. When he saw the broken mirrors, he suddenly spat out the tea in his mouth, jumped up from the recliner and grabbed a piece of the broken mirror.
"This is Black Turtle Plate! There are so many of them, and the quality is also extremely high! But which bastard made this mirror? He actually integrated the Black Turtle Plate into the mirror and called it a day, without integrating the Black Turtle Plate with the restriction at all. Otherwise, how could this mirror be shattered so easily!" Boss Hua carefully sensed the condition of the broken mirrors and immediately started cursing.
Shen Luo suddenly realized that he had easily shattered the bronze mirror containing many black tortoise plates back then, and felt a little strange in his heart. It turned out that this was the reason.
Boss Hua picked up a piece of broken mirror, rubbed it carefully with his hand, and a hint of obsession flashed in his eyes.
Seeing Boss Hua like this, Shen Luo secretly laughed, but he could also feel that Boss Hua was most likely the kind of person who was obsessed with refining weapons, and his confidence in this person increased a little more.
"Fortunately, that person's ability is limited, and he did not merge the Black Turtle Plate with the restriction. Otherwise, when the mirror was destroyed, the spirituality of the Black Turtle Plate inside would be greatly damaged and would be difficult to reuse." Boss Hua then said.