Jared scrutinized it carefully with his Nethersky Eye, discovering that fan was indeed quite peculiar. The flowing light on it was not emitted from any formation patterns, but rather, it was the inherent radiance of the fan itself. Moreover, the crafting of that fan was so peculiar that Jared found it somewhat incomprehensible!
Wilson, hearing the crowd’s criticism about his fan, didn’t get angry. Instead, he gave a cool, dismissive laugh and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, have you ever heard of the legend of Craftsman Sect?”
“Of course, I’ve heard of it,” one of them said.
“Rumor has it that Craftsman Sect is nothing short of a celestial abode, holding a significant status even in the celestial realm. Moreover, they are particularly skilled in artifact refinement!”
“The items crafted by the Craftsman Sect were all exceptionally unique and peculiar. It was said that they could create a wooden boat, small enough to fit in a palm, that could magically transform to accommodate thousands of people in an instant!”
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