Bai Qihong left, and Yan Daoxin stood up, circled around Zhu Yu once, and scrutinized her from head to toe: "You are indeed intriguing! Quite brave, and you seem to have a knack for forensic examination and healing.
And today, you unexpectedly showed expertise in breaking stones and opening mountains?"
"Haven't you heard the saying?" Zhu Yu shrugged, "Like father, like daughter.
The Black Iron, a specialty of Shuo Country, is refined from Black Iron Stone, which is extremely hard, even harder than that Black Stone Mountain.
If there wasn't the skill of 'turning big stones into small, and small stones into nothing,' those priceless Black Iron weapons wouldn't exist."
Listening to her words, Yan Daoxin wasn't simply confused; instead, he was even more astonished: "I heard that among the Shuo People, daughters are generally raised just to become adults and get married, with little regard for anything else.
