Hearing this name, Han Xing nodded in sudden realization.
Unexpectedly, Kaelon, who was once bewitched by the beauty of an Elf race maiden in that palace, has grown to such heights.
"Grandmaster Tadak, what exactly is the difference between the so-called ancient weapons and the weapons you developed yourselves?" Han Xing continued to ask.
Tadak seemed reluctant to answer this question.
However, as Han Xing threw out 1000 pieces of Rhythm Black Iron.
Tadak's eyes instantly lit up.
He coughed twice, pretending to be reserved.
"Many people before you have asked this question."
"Since you want to know so badly, I'll explain it to you today."
After speaking, Tadak casually put the Rhythm Black Iron on the ground into his space ring.
Han Xing assumed a listening posture, pretending not to have seen Tadak's actions.
"You should know that our Dwarf Race has control over a complete ancient ruins, right?"
Han Xing nodded, "I know, but I'm not clear about what's inside."
