At the blacksmith shop, Han Qiwu routinely placed six frozen crystal spheres on the counter and joked, "Good morning, Master Shuzi. Same as usual, we'll split these fifty-fifty."
"Sure, but why are you here so early today? The shovel will still take another two hours to finish," Master Shuzi casually picked out three crystal spheres with a small hammer and tapped them one by one.
"Nothing much to do at home, so I thought I'd come over and hang out." Han Qiwu replied.
Soon, Master Shuzi had extracted the items from the three crystal spheres:
[Ice Tin Stones] ×3.
"Ice Tin Stones? What properties do they have? It's my first time seeing them," Han Qiwu asked curiously, holding them up for inspection.
The surface of the Ice Tin Stones was bumpy, surprisingly lightweight when picked up, soft in texture, and had a bluish-silver hue.
