Chasing after her husband? Is it even possible to win him back?

The missing tooth couldn't withstand the cold wind and even revealed its true form, so it simply wore a rabbit head and a warm hat as it wandered through the streets and alleys.

This scene is not uncommon among the demon race.

Many demons whose true forms resemble black bears, snakes, squirrels, and turtles become somewhat lethargic as the weather gradually turns cold in winter. Some demons dislike this feeling and even simply reveal their true forms, following their biological instincts to hibernate and sleep until spring arrives, just in time for the grand event of leaping over the dragon gate. Why not?

However, these things had little to do with missing teeth. Today, in addition to carrying a food box, he also brought a measuring tape and a piece of paper to the small courtyard.

They knocked on the door again and waited quietly for a while.

"Young Master Chu." When Missing Tooth saw the familiar young man, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he were smiling, but unfortunately, there was hardly any change in his expression on his rabbit face.

"Missing a tooth?" Chu Xunfeng was taken aback. To be honest, the realistic rabbit head pressed against his face really made him a little stunned.

"Hehe." Missing Tooth made a hand gesture, transforming himself back into human form, and shivered. "Back to my original form, with fur, it won't be so cold in this dead of winter."

"Come in first." As usual, Chu Xunfeng patted the boy's missing tooth head, gesturing for the rabbit-eared boy to enter the small courtyard.

"Sir, I brought a measuring tape and a form with me today. I'll measure your height and arm length later."

"Mm." Chu Xunfeng nodded.

Missing Tooth put down the food box and sat down at the stone table. He watched Chu Xunfeng open the food box and suddenly spoke, "Sir, two humans found me yesterday."

Chu Xunfeng stopped eating and turned to look at the man with the missing tooth who looked troubled. "What's wrong?"

“They must be looking for you.” The man with the missing tooth smacked his lips. “I don’t know how they found me, but I didn’t tell them you lived here.”

"Two humans, what are their identities?" Chu Xunfeng raised an eyebrow.

"They firmly believe I serve you and want me to pass on a message that they are disciples of the nineteenth level of White Emperor City." Since Queya had already spoken, he wouldn't hesitate any longer. Seeing Chu Xunfeng's slightly lost expression, he lowered his voice, "Young Master, they left an address... you..."

"Give it to me." Chu Xunfeng sighed softly.

Indeed, although she traded herself to the Dragon Clan, she didn't say that she sold herself to the Demon Clan as a slave. The people of White Emperor City can definitely come looking for her.

However... the people on the nineteenth floor of Baidi City.

"Two people? Male and female? Do you know their names?" Chu Xunfeng pressed.

"A man and a woman. I don't know the man's name, but the woman's name is Yao Jiangshu." Queya looked at Chu Xunfeng's thoughtful expression and suddenly thought that these two people must be very important to the young master. Otherwise, whether or not to meet them would not be something he would need to consider.

"Okay, I understand." Chu Xunfeng nodded. "If they come looking for you again, just tell them that I already know."

"it is good."

The small building fell silent for a moment.

Half of the food in the food box was handed over to Miss Tooth to take away untouched. However, this time Chu Xunfeng took the initiative to give an order: "We've been eating seafood every day for the past two months. Starting tomorrow, let's switch to some other types of dishes. Miss Tooth, you can see what you want to eat and tell the manager of Denglong Pavilion what you'd like."

The man with the missing tooth paused for a moment, "Is this... appropriate?"

"You're ordering for me, is there anything wrong with that?" Chu Xunfeng looked at the missing tooth. "I don't care what I eat, I'm really tired of seafood anyway."

"Yes, young master." The man with the missing tooth chuckled, because he and his mother and younger brother had been eating seafood for two months and were indeed getting a little tired of it.

After packing up the food box, Queya helped Chu Xunfeng up from the stone bench. "Stand still, let me take your measurements."

"Okay." Chu Xunfeng couldn't help but laugh when he saw the boy with missing teeth looking nervous. "Relax, relax. I also studied tailoring for a while, so I know what to do. Don't be nervous."

With Chu Xunfeng's comforting words, Queya found a topic to talk about and became less nervous. "Young Master Chu, you've also worked as a tailor?"

In the eyes of the man with missing teeth, someone like Chu Xunfeng was simply not suited for such menial work.

"I did learn it, but I don't consider it a skill I use to make a living." Chu Xunfeng chuckled. "Before, I wanted to make a beautiful dress for my ex-wife, but after I finished the dress, she didn't seem to like it, so I gave up the skill."

Missing Tooth was standing on tiptoe to measure Chu Xunfeng's shoulder width when he suddenly heard Chu Xunfeng's words. His hand trembled, and he almost lost his balance and fell onto Chu Xunfeng's back. "Young Master, you have a wife?"

"I can only say that it happened before." Chu Xunfeng smiled. "What, are you surprised?"

"Mm." Missing Tooth nodded obediently. Of course, he had heard what Chu Xunfeng was saying: ex-wife.

I felt I shouldn't ask too many questions.

"Young master, the measurements are done. This outfit will take about half a month to make, just in time for the coldest part of winter. I'll bring it to you then." Missing Tooth had a good memory. He was writing down numbers on the paper while talking to Chu Xunfeng.

"Don't get it wrong," Chu Xunfeng joked with a smile.

"Oh right, this is the address those two left me, their accommodation." Missing Tooth tore off a corner of the paper, wrote down an address in the North District, and placed it on the stone table.

"Okay." Chu Xunfeng watched Queya leave with the food box, then sat down at the stone table. His gaze was fixed on the paper on the table. He pondered for a while, trying to guess what his senior sister and the senior brother he had never met wanted to do by coming to see him.

Meanwhile, Toothless, now back to his original form, was carrying an empty food box through the orderly streets of the southern district. As he passed the entrance of a certain alley, the rabbit ears perched on his head suddenly turned slightly.

He seemed to hear a very faint sobbing sound.

The man with the missing tooth frowned slightly and stopped in his tracks.

The crying voice was very young and weak, but... this is the South District. Those who can live in the South District, where houses are arranged in a strict manner, are all powerful and influential races among the demons.

Is it really necessary for me to meddle in this mess?

The boy with missing teeth felt conflicted, but the distant crying was growing fainter and fainter. He gritted his teeth and stepped into the depths of the alley.

Life always begins to pursue spiritual needs after physiological needs are met. If it were the toothless man before he met Chu Xunfeng, he would not have paid much attention to this crying man. At most, he would have notified his friends in the city guards to come and take a look.

But now, he had the leisure to follow the sound and go inside to take a look.

It didn't take long for Miss Tooth to find the crying cub.

A small, ugly, round-faced beast with a pair of tiny, unfurled wings on its back.

At this moment, the little beast was trembling violently in the cold wind, and its voice had become hoarse from crying.

He probably... knew he was going to die.

So all I could do was cry, trying to call out to my mother.

However, crying seemed useless; without a kind person to lend a hand, he would die in the fierce north wind.

Missing Tooth pursed his lips and walked over.

If they hadn't come over, it would have been fine, but now they've seen it.

We have to do something about it.

Chapter 56, The Demon Clan's Heavenly Craft Workshop

The clanging and banging sounds grew louder and louder with each step.

As they approached the demon race's Heavenly Craft Workshop, it seemed as if the winter chill was dispelled by the ever-burning furnace fire.

Chu Xunfeng followed behind Hong Ji, his gaze sweeping over the thin demon race members hammering iron in the small shops around them. He asked Hong Ji softly, "What race are these blacksmiths? Why are they so skinny?"

“They are Bifang,” Hongji replied softly.

"Bifang?" Chu Xunfeng raised an eyebrow. "Why would a one-legged bird demon come here to forge iron?"

“Skills and strength can be trained, but not every race has the flames that can melt metal. Bifang is the most suitable for smelting metal, and they have also learned the blacksmithing technique, so they simply became blacksmiths.” Hong Ji chuckled, “This was established in the era of Bixie, and the dragon race has no intention of changing it.”

Chu Xunfeng silently watched the thin demons forging iron along the way. The Bifang seemed to be used to blacksmithing, each doing their own thing in their small workshops, paying no attention to his and Hong Ji's arrival.

I feel like... something's been living a lifeless life.

Chu Xunfeng withdrew his gaze, looked at Hong Ji who was leading the way, and remained silent for a while without saying anything.

These Bifang birds... might become supporters of Dangkang in the future? Or perhaps they are already supporting Dangkang.

Chu Xunfeng didn't understand Bixie, let alone the demon race, so no matter how many thoughts he had, there was no need to tell Hong Ji.

Yulong led the young man through the bluestone streets and into the deepest and largest workshop in the Tiangong Workshop. Through the open doors, waves of astonishing heat rushed out, and the heavy, rhythmic sound of hammering filled the air.

A huge figure, three meters tall, stood behind a massive anvil, hammering away at a piece of metal encased in flames.

The giant had a head of tangled red hair, a naked upper body with bulging muscles, and pale skin with scales.

Hong Ji led Chu Xunfeng closer.

The giant paused in his pounding motion, raised his gaze slightly, and looked at Hong Ji and Chu Xunfeng, "Your Highness Hong Ji, and this young man from the human race."

His voice was deep and muffled, but his tone was gentle: "Wait a moment, I'll finish forging this piece of strange iron."

“Alright.” Hong Ji smiled at the giant, then turned to Chu Xunfeng and introduced, “This is Guǐ.”

Chu Xunfeng nodded.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas records that the *hu* is shaped like a tortoise, with a red head and a white body, and can ward off fire.

"He is the head of the Heavenly Craft Workshop and also the best craftsman among the demon race."

"Your Highness Hongji is too kind. If the Bifang clan could produce someone strong enough, then my skills would truly be beneath my notice." The giant replied, taking a deep breath and inhaling all the flames enveloping the metal. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the flames.

“Kong, I’ve brought the person we arranged to meet yesterday. He wants to make a gun, and I’ll cover the cost of the materials. Just do your best to fulfill any of his needs.” Hong Ji said, gesturing for Chu Xunfeng to come forward and talk to Kong.

The giant's gaze fell upon the young man who had walked to the anvil.

"A spear, five feet long, one inch in diameter, weighing eighty pounds, needs to be tough and made of steel. Can that be done?"

The giant pondered for a moment, then replied in a gruff voice, "Sure, but it's very expensive. It requires many kinds of exotic iron and auxiliary materials, thirty-five high-grade spirit stones."

One high-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for ten mid-grade spirit stones, and one mid-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for ten low-grade spirit stones. Thirty-five high-grade spirit stones cost a full three thousand five hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is indeed quite expensive. In any case, even if Chu Xunfeng himself bought it, it wouldn't be worth this much money.

"Sure, how long will it take to pick up the finished product?"

"Three days."

"I'll send someone to deliver the money in three days." Hong Ji looked up at the giant, and after the giant nodded, she turned to the young man, "Chu Xunfeng, you'll come and collect your weapon yourself in three days?"