Inside Songzhou City, Du Chengfeng was still trying to grind those bronze fragments.
He didn't have much else to do—over at Liu Bolun's place, he said he was leaving but was still tidying up loose ends at the distillery—in simple terms, he was reluctant to part with the newly brewed wine. Furthermore, as the leader of the refugees, where everyone would live in the future was also something Liu Bolun, being a smart person, needed to consider, hence his schedule was rather full these days.
In contrast, after defeating the enemy, Du Chengfeng found himself entirely idle, suddenly facing long-lost leisure time, which he was somewhat unaccustomed to.
So he just had to find something to do, like sharpening his blade.
The bronze fragments in his hands were left behind by the Bronze Halberd. Although he had already tried grinding them, he couldn't feel anything, but seeking knowledge of the Yin people, Du Chengfeng was still a bit persistent, wanting to see if he could win a prize.
