Kahn stood in front of the old man with a firm stance and expectant eyes.
"What are you doing here?! You can't be seen with me or you'll be killed!" shouted the old man and quickly pulled Kahn inside the house and shut the door.
"I see that you remember me, master Albestros." replied Kahn and glanced at the living room. To meet his expectations, it was just as he thought. Barely enough furniture for one man and not a single piece of decoration inside the entire living room.
"Are you stupid, boy! I heard that you were some talented swordsman but don't you know what happens to those who are seen having any connection with me?!" raged the old blacksmith.
"Even if they were to find out, I couldn't care less. I've come to seek your expertise. Besides, I don't think anyone else in this entire city will be able to forge what I want." replied Kahn nonchalantly.
