Chapter 55 - HIBI

To the Weapon Master’s dismay, Yuna wasn’t interested in the rest of the items. He brought out all sorts of products, but none interested the kid. He felt frustrated since he had to run back and forth to find these items in his storage. He tried everything, but the kid wouldn’t budge. He didn’t want to buy anything!

WM Chong grumbled, “It’s obvious that nothing suits your taste. What can I do?” Yuna smiled, “I’m very disappointed in everything that you’ve brought to me. There isn’t anything here that I’m interested in. It seems that I need to go shop elsewhere.”

WM Chong refused to let the kid go so easily. He wasted all his time trying to get him to buy something, only to be deemed as useless. He felt that all his years as the best blacksmith in the region to be a lie. He worked so hard to create masterpieces that were coveted throughout the globe. He didn’t expect to find a difficult customer.

For some odd reason, it made him feel inspired to create more masterpieces. He was growing tired of making the same things over and

over again, he didn’t realize that his so called ‘masterpieces’ were just okay for Yuna. Yuna had seen countless quality products from high-end luxurious stores in the modern world. None of these goods could make her bend over backwards to buy the product.

WM Chong questioned Yuna, “If none of these items suit your taste, then what could possibly be something that you’re looking for? I’ve searched my entire store to find the right gear for you, yet none of these suits your taste. If the masterpieces that I’ve developed don’t satisfy you, then who else in the world would be able to make good product?”

WM Chong was bent on trying to get Yuna to purchase something from him. He had never lowered his pride to match the customer. He was used to having the upper hand when it came to bargaining a price. He wasn’t a successful shop owner yet, but he tried everything to sell his goods at the max price for the very few customers that did show up at his shop.

Yuna did not disappoint when it came to bargaining. She looked the shopkeeper straight in the eye and told him she wasn’t buying anything from him. WM Chong cried in desperation, “What more do you want from

me! I’ve tried everything to sell you my best products! Nothing seems to be what you want. I’ve never met any customer like you!” He cried pitifully into his sleeves. Yuna sighed, “Okay, fine. If you’re that desperate to sell me something. I’ll buy that hanbok or whatever you were talking about.”

WM Chong instantly stopped his crocodile tears and joyfully packed up the hanbok for Yuna. He said, “That’ll be a 1000 gold.” Yuna frowned, “You’re really going to charge 1000 gold for that piece of garbage? I think I should head somewhere else.” The shopkeeper stopped the boy from leaving, “Wait! I’ll lower it to 500 gold, just for you. That’s half the price!”

Yuna frowned, “I still think 500 gold is too much for that.” The shopkeeper wanted to stab his brains out with his sword when he heard that his masterpiece wasn’t even worth 500 gold. He muttered, “Fine. Then 400 gold?” Yuna pointed downwards. He asked, “300?”

Yuna kept pointed downwards. He grumbled, “Oh, come on! If I sold it for lower than that, I’d basically be losing money on my product. Do you realize how much material has gone into this one piece of fabric?” Yuna smiled, “Then 300 it is.”



Yuna was good at finding out the bottom line when it came to prices for products. WM Chong felt like he was scammed just now. He had never sold his products for so low. He didn’t even receive a single penny of profit from selling that item. He couldn’t believe the skills of this young boy. What was he going to become when he gets older?

The shopkeeper felt worried that the little boy would appear in his nightmares to bother him about his uselessness. What was he if he wasn’t useless? He couldn’t even make a product to suffice a little boy. What made him the number one blacksmith in the nation? He was just a fluke. WM Chong curled up behind the counter in defeat.

Yuna tossed the bag of coins on the counter and took the wrapped-up item. She bid farewell to the shopkeeper, “Thanks for the sale. I’ll make sure to drop by next time.”

Namjoo was speechless at the current events. Yuna was unusually good at bargaining. She knew the Weapon Master for a long time, but she had never seen him act this way. He was acting like a servant towards Yuna compared to how he acted in front of her. Namjoo had struggled throughout the years on getting the Weapon Master to lower his prices.

Namjoo only wished that she had the same ability as Yuna. Yuna had a way with words. Namjoo was shocked to see the Weapon Master so keen on advertising his products so adamantly. There was a sparkle in his eyes when he discussed his ideas on new products that could potentially be what Yuna was looking for.

He scoured the deepest recesses of his brain to come up with brilliant ideas to fit Yuna’s ideas on what a good product was. He eventually found himself immersed in all the new inventions and products he could create in the near future. He was extremely disappointed in selling his masterpiece for hardly anything, but he had gained something in return.

He had gained so many ideas to create future masterpieces that were priceless. He kept picturing the piles of gold that came with the ideas. He knew that he had met a lucky kid in the process. He felt that he would definitely get his money’s worth from his future inventions.