I am the Arcane Archer, and all my skills are self-created.

What?!

All for myself?!

What does this mean?

Even if someone has a crush on you, it doesn't have to be like this!

Hua Zitong immediately knew from Li Wu's expression that he had gone astray again, so she looked at him intently and asked:

"Li Wu, what do you think our relationship is right now?"

"What kind of relationship?" Li Wu was completely confused by her question. "Are we... debtors? Or are we... teammates?"

"No." Hua Zitong shook her head, her tone becoming serious.

"We are a team now!"

"A two-person team with you at the core and me as the assistant."

Do you understand?

Li Wu still didn't understand.

What's the difference between teammates and a team?

"There's a big difference." Hua Zitong seemed to see through his thoughts and began to patiently persuade him.

"If we were just ordinary teammates, then our accounts would naturally be settled clearly. What you owe me, you should repay me, that's only right."

"But we are now a team, a whole. Our goal is the same: to become stronger and stay ahead of everyone else."

"Under this premise, all resources should be prioritized for the most core members of the team."

"And you are the absolute core of our team."

She pointed to the silver coin in Li Wu's hand, "This silver coin is no longer your personal property, nor is it my money!"

"It was our team's...seed capital."

"We need to use this money to buy better equipment, rarer materials, and more powerful potions."

"We need to use it to arm you, to make you stronger, strong enough to crush all enemies."

"Only when you become stronger can our team go further."

"Now you want to split the money? Then let me ask you, is our team going to disband? If we don't disband, how are we going to buy equipment? How are we going to tackle higher-level maps?"

He stared blankly at Hua Zitong.

team?

core?

Startup capital?

"However, he has an eccentric temperament and doesn't do business with just anyone."

As she spoke, she took the lead and walked into the dimly lit blacksmith shop.

Li Wu followed him inside, filled with curiosity.

As soon as you step into the blacksmith shop, a wave of heat mixed with coal dust and the smell of metal hits you.

The shop was small and dimly lit, with only the furnace in the corner emitting a flickering red light that cast shadowy reflections on the various weapons and tools hanging on the walls.

A dwarf, extremely short in stature but with muscles as bulging as rocks, was shirtless, wielding a huge iron hammer, striking a red-hot iron blank on an anvil.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The rhythmic tapping echoed in the small space, full of power.

That dwarf is the owner of this shop.

Above his head was a simple name: [Blacksmith Patton].