"Show me." The leader of the Qinghu clan said.

Zong Wu immediately handed it over.

The leader of the Qinghu Clan took a look and realized that he was really a middle-grade imperial soldier.

The ones he used were only low-grade imperial weapons.

"Okay, I'll make a bet with you." After saying this, the leader of the Qinghu clan took out the Qingzhen Glazed Mine that the Qinghu clan had collected.

Qin Tian took the Qingzhen Glazed Ore and said, "If I refine a high-grade imperial weapon, your ore will be mine?"

"It's yours!" The leader of the Qinghu clan agreed directly.

"Okay, then it's settled!"

Hearing Qin Tian's words, the Qinghu Clan leader was a little secretly happy, as if he had obtained the middle-grade imperial soldiers.

Looking at the bet between the two, many people regretted not speaking out first.

No one in Zhongzhou has been able to refine a high-grade imperial weapon for tens of thousands of years. A young man in his decades said he could refine it.

No one must believe it. If Qin Tian is an old monster who is thousands of years old, then there is still a little bit of credibility.

Bai Jiangyu shook his head, becoming more and more disappointed with Qin Tian.

He was already thinking about how to keep his daughter away from him.

Qing Lan also frowned.

I'm afraid only Bai Xiaoru and Bai Xiaoxiao retained a trace of trust in Qin Tian at the scene.
Chapter completed!