Zhong Zhenyue looked bewildered, lost in thought, as if he couldn’t quite comprehend.
The square-faced young man, Huo Bingzi, sized up the young man before him for a moment before saying with a chuckle, “Young man, I know your hammering technique is good, and confidence is good too, but forging iron and fighting people are two different things.”
“If Young Lord Xiao wants me, I will prepare some methods for you. You just need to…”
“Old Zhong, are you asking this master to forge hammers for me?”
Li Mo felt a bit moved and patted Zhong Zhenyue’s shoulder: “There’s really no need for that. It’s not easy for a master of forging to take action. This opportunity would be better left for yourself.”
“This…”
Huo Bingzi was at a loss.
How many talented individuals from the Qianlong List had begged him for help to obtain a suitable weapon to participate in the Qianlong Conference.
Yet these two young men were now politely declining each other.
“If it’s just one hammer, it’s not enough.”
Li Mo shook his head: “I also need to cast swords.”
This involved the weapons Ying Bing and Little Jiang would use on the battlefield, so he would definitely have to attend the casting conference.
Just then, the door to the quiet room in the main hall opened.
Jiang Yu walked out with his hands behind his back, maintaining a respectful posture. He quickly stood straight, his heavy eyes returning to their usual indifferent expression.
The other person was naturally Princess Yuyang, who raised her face, like an arrogant swan, about to get something worth boasting about.
Earlier, Master Du had agreed to cast weapons.
The reason was simple.
Jiang Yu had the Sword Bone of the Celestials.
Whether or not it belonged to him, the Sword Bone was currently on him.
The Crown Prince and the princess suddenly stopped in their tracks, seeing someone not far away.
She was hiding behind the young man, tightly gripping his clothes, her self-doubt and fear making her only dare to lower her head, her body trembling slightly.
Princess Yuyang’s proud expression faded:
“Do you still dare to come back?”
“Now, someone is backing her up, so it’s different from before.” Jiang Yu’s cold gaze fell on Jiang Chulong.
The Crown Prince and the princess were noble and extraordinary, their arrogance requiring no effort to intimidate others.
One enjoyed honors not rightfully hers, while the other bore talents not his own.
And she still questioned their original selves.
Jiang Chulong pursed her lips, her face pale, and suddenly everything went dark before her eyes.
Don’t misunderstand, she wasn’t fainting; it was just that her big brother Li had put on sunglasses for her.
“It’s fine.”
Li Mo gently rubbed her head.
Little Jiang immediately remembered what her big brother had said: wearing sunglasses meant she had to stay alert and not lose face.
So she stepped out from behind, meeting the gazes of the two for the first time since leaving the Imperial Capital.
“What does it have to do with you!”
“?
Jiang Yu’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Last time, Jiang Chulong dared to ignore his words, and now she even dared to talk back to him.
Undoubtedly, the instigator of all this was…
His cold, heavy eyes fixed on Li Mo, containing a hint of obscure malice.
But Li Mo hadn’t said anything yet.
Suddenly, his heavy eyes felt a sharp pain.
A cold and deep gaze was fixed on him, coming from a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes.
“Cough… cough cough…”
Princess Yuyang was caught in the crossfire, her mind blank.
As if someone had choked her, feeling difficulty breathing, she coughed violently.
Those beautiful eyes were so indifferent and detached, so profound, as if they came from the heavens, piercing through her noble aura, treating her like…
An ant.
And this wasn’t even aimed at her.
At this thought, Princess Yuyang couldn’t help turning to look at Jiang Yu, noticing that her first Qianlong Talent, the brightest prodigy since the founding of the Great Yu, couldn’t help but lower her head slightly, as if… she also didn’t dare to meet his gaze?
“Young Hero Li, are you sure you want to participate in the casting conference?”
Huo Bingzi broke the eerie atmosphere on the scene.
“That’s right, please Master Huo verify it.”
“These are my quenching assistants, these are my sorting assistants.”
Li Mo handed over the black iron token, looking towards the entrance of the main hall.
Hmm?
Didn’t Jiang Yu and that princess seem impressive, with an overwhelming aura?
Why didn’t they say a word and just accepted it?
