"Did you have these made?" Gu Jiao asked.
Shangguan Qing said, "Yes, I handed your blueprint to the master at the Iron Shop. Each one is slightly different, with subtle nuances. Which do you think is most similar?"
"Hmm, this one." Gu Jiao picked up the third bronze fanged mask on the right-hand side.
This matter had already passed, but upon hearing that the people from the Swordsmith Lodge had infiltrated the Capital City again, Shangguan Qing began to take it seriously once more.
"Aren't you going back to Yan Country?" Gu Jiao asked him.
Shangguan Qing said nonchalantly, "I can delay my return for a few days."
He first wanted to kill all the bastards from the Swordsmith Lodge.
He took out the mask that Gu Jiao had selected and glanced over to see his pesky younger brother. He quickly said, "You've come at the right time. Draw this mask again, a bit more precisely, so that we can make more copies and distribute them for the guards to search."
"Alright," Xiao Hen agreed.
