Luo Cheng pursed his lips and said nothing.
Li Xiaoran knew what he meant. He had to go.
Thinking of this, Li Xiaoran looked at the map.
As she stared at it, Li Xiaoran thought of something.
"Wait, how far is Clear Dew Valley from here to here?!" Li Xiaoran suddenly stretched out her finger and asked.
Yu Peng thought for a moment and replied to Li Xiaoran's question, "It's not far. It's probably only about a hundred meters. It's precisely because this place isn't big that it's easy for people to be ambushed."
After Li Xiaoran obtained this data, she calculated it silently.
"Ziyang, are there any more skilled blacksmiths? I need to make a few things. Find as many blacksmiths as possible. I want to make something!"
Luo Ziyang nodded and immediately went to make arrangements.
