Jun Ning let out a cold laugh. Threaten her?
Did the old man get something wrong?
"Since you don't want to do it, I'll find someone else."
Jun Ning snatched the blueprint back from the old man's hand, stood up, and made a move to leave.
Without her explanation, many of the crafting principles on this blueprint would be impossible for the old man to figure out just by a quick glance.
After all, this is not something one generation can research; it's the accumulation of generations of trial and error, experience gathering, and summary-making, creating something ingeniously crafted.
The old man can't possibly make it with just a glance.
How could the old man himself not understand this truth?
He was just a bit greedy, too eager to meet the one who designed this blueprint.
Seeing the little girl about to leave, he became anxious, caring less about seeing the designer. Just keeping the blueprint was fortunate enough.
"Young girl, don't go. I'll help you make it, won't I?"
