Yingxing
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Yingxing was in his workshop as usual, hammering away with precision at the burning hot metal on the anvil. It is always a marvelous sight to watch the genius artisan work on his projects. The long white haired man doesn't seem to notice the presence of someone being in his workshop until a good ten minutes later.
"You need anything?"
He asked as he wiped away sweat from his forehead.