Jiang Xuan handed a piece of tin to Chi Shao, another piece to Gou Teng, and a piece to Nan Xing.
The tin, silver-white in color, had become very beautiful after being smelted and refined to remove impurities, shimmering in the firelight.
"This... this is metal!"
Nan Xing turned over the tin, marveling at the unique allure of the metal, dispelling the doubts in his heart.
The others were equally stunned because this object initially looked like crushed stones, later became a big dirty mass, but now had a smooth surface and a silver-white metallic sheen, looking very beautiful.
The two warriors responsible for fanning the fire were even more excited, as they had participated in the metal refining process and witnessed its transformation firsthand.
For them, it was a source of pride.
Chi Shao showed great interest in this magical change, eager to understand what was happening.
As a witch, her thirst for knowledge was intense.
