"An Ice Blade Crossbow? The forging technique of this equipment seems a little clumsy. Burn it."
After muttering to himself, Wu Mo immediately threw the crossbow into his furnace. The light blue crossbow was instantly devoured by the flames, turning into molten iron and mottled liquid.
Wu Mo's action caused everyone present to drop their jaws in shock.
The blacksmiths behind Wei Ying widened their mouths as they looked at Wu Mo.
"F*ck, someone previously offered ¥600,000 for this crossbow. He burned ¥600,000 into molten iron just like that!"
"F*ck, has this person gone crazy? The equipment is so expensive because forging takes a lot of hard work on the blacksmiths' part. Burning it into molten iron is simply killing the goose that lays the golden egg!"
"Does he even know what's good for him? This is a piece of Rare-grade equipment. Only a three-star blacksmith or above can forge it. Moreover, it takes a few days to forge it. To burn it just like that is wasting God's gift!"
