Cultivating Immortality With a Broken Pagoda

The man in white chuckled as if he had been told an amusing joke and looked me over. "A rather direct approach, Mr. Barro. The guild takes pride in its crafting abilities and adheres to a high standard. We also create just about any manner of item. Despite that, you offer your services without naming what area of production you specialize in." He flashed a toothy white grin and played with the object in his hand more enthusiastically. I realized the metallic object was actually a pocket watch. In a city where half the roads were still dirt, this probably meant he was in a position of power. Or at least, one with a very large amount of money. "As such, I can draw two possible conclusions. Either you are a fool with no skills looking for an easy handout, or you are a smart man with many skills, who feels confident that he can meet any challenge I give him."

I loved your book so much I hate to see it end. Can’t wait for the next one. Good luck!