Disguised as a man, she returned to the military academy and was forced to study again.

There are very few people coming and going on the third floor, and it is not as noisy as the first two floors.

Yan Qi was identifying the direction and walking on the road carelessly. Whenever he approached Ji Le Fang, he could hear the lewd music coming from inside.

A girl dressed in cool clothes rushed out, her white and tender breasts pressed against Yan Qi's back, and her delicate fingers lingered on her arm. When she saw Yan Qi's face clearly, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she said softly, "Sir, would you like me to serve you?" She lowered her eyes shyly, looking pitiful.

Yan Qi looked at the gentle and charming girl in front of him, looking at her with a smile, "Then I'm afraid I'm not lucky enough to enjoy the kindness of a beautiful woman."

He then lifted her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up. With his other hand, he stuffed two large bills into Xiaotang's low-cut neckline and winked at her. Xiaotang looked at the handsome boy approaching, her eyelashes trembling nervously, her red lips slightly parted, waiting for Yan Qi's next move, but she pushed him away.

Yan Qi turned and walked away gracefully, glancing at Xiao Tang. Xiao Tang had never thought that a man would reject her. She stamped her feet in shame and anger, and after a long while, she reluctantly returned to the Paradise.

The moment Yan Qi turned around, he felt for a moment that it was a pity that he was not a playboy.

Although she loves looking at beautiful women, it's a pity that she came at the wrong time.

Yan Qi flashed into the dark and damp alley and came to an iron shop according to his previous memory.

The place was very simple, not looking big from the outside, but it was a whole different world inside. Inside, a sturdy old man with gray hair was burning a piece of iron, concentrating on his own business and ignoring Yan Qi who had walked in.

Yan Qi looked around for a moment. Piles of iron and ore lined the edges of the shop. Various spare parts and armor lined the walls. The items inside were arranged in a chaotic mess. Yan Qi wandered around like a headless chicken, not seeing what he needed.

Since she'd chosen to practice the Tang Dao, she naturally needed to choose good equipment. Whether or not she'd need it was another matter, but she had to equip herself first. But Yan Qi didn't want a large sword; lugging it around like that would be too embarrassing. She wanted a shorter, more compact weapon; the ones on the shelf were too bulky for her.

Until Yan Qi walked to an inconspicuous corner and saw a dagger soaking in sharpening water. She could see the cold gleam of the blade from a distance. Yan Qi walked over and picked up the dagger. It was one-third the length of her arm, and the blade was smooth. Yan Qi felt the weight in her hand, and a sense of murderous intent washed over her. She knew it was no ordinary steel.

Then they stabbed into the discarded iron block next to them, splitting the iron block silently into two pieces, cutting the iron like mud.

Yan Qi stood up and said to the blacksmith not far away, "Boss, how much is this dagger?"

The blacksmith didn't even look up. "160 million star coins."

Yan Qi frowned, looking at the dagger in his hand, which was surprisingly expensive. "Boss, can you make it cheaper?"

"180 million star coins."

Hearing this, Yan Qi's face changed. He felt that the old man's temper became more eccentric as he grew older, but he would not randomly quote a price. If he said it was worth it, it must be worth it.

"Then take it." I'm so angry. It's an unnecessary question.

At this time, the blacksmith stopped and said indifferently, "You don't know its value. Even if you spend a lot of money to buy it, it will be useless. Now I want 200 million."

Yan Qi didn't know what kind of crazy he was, but that didn't mean she could accept him raising the price twice. It seemed that she had no chance of getting a dagger. She smiled bitterly and said,

"Uncle Xiao, I'm really sorry. I'm afraid I can't afford this price." Then he put down the dagger and prepared to leave.

"You know my name?" Uncle Xiao paused as he forged the iron. "Who introduced you here?"

"Yan Qi." He brought himself here, so it counts as such.

"You said she introduced you here?" Uncle Xiao was silent for a while, with a strange look on his face, but he finally said,

"150 million star coins in cash, come and pick it up next week. If you're not sure, just leave." After saying that, he started to hit the iron block vigorously.

Yan Qi smiled delightedly and nodded hurriedly. She thought it was worth all the free meals she had given Old Man Xiao over the years. It was such a great honor for him. Then she took out her Federal Bank card and placed it neatly on the table. "Uncle Xiao, I'm leaving now. I'll pick up the stuff next week!"

The person in front of her didn't answer her, but just hammered the iron block with great force, making a "bang bang" sound.

Yan Qi walked out of the iron shop, feeling a little happy and a little sad. She couldn't explain her feelings. If she told Uncle Xiao that she was Yan Qi next time, would he believe her?

Yan Qi laughed self-deprecatingly. Uncle Xiao had always assumed Yan Qi was still a commander somewhere, so how could he believe in the idea of ​​reincarnation? He'd probably think she was crazy and kick her out of the blacksmith shop.

Yan Qi was immersed in sadness and returned along the same way he came. Suddenly, he came to his senses by the woman's cries for help and struggles.