"Brother, my reputation here is honest and trustworthy. Don't just make accusations from thin air and tarnish my innocence!"
The man set down the wooden carving, his eyes dodging.
Instead, Baiyu found it amusing.
That such unscrupulous merchants can survive is truly bizarre.
"Do you know how severe the punishment is for using substandard or diluted materials for weapons in the school? Since you deny it, I'll report this to the student council."
Baiyu turned and walked away.
"Wait, wait, brother, let's talk this over."
The man stood up in two strides and grabbed him.
"Alright, forge me a peak A Level weapon. Dare to include even a bit of counterfeit..."
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
The man swallowed hard, reluctantly accepting the loss.
Usually, when students come to forge blades, how could they recognize the materials? But now he'd run into someone knowledgeable, just bad luck.
The process of forging blades isn't simple.
