Douluo Continent: Blue Silver Twins, the younger sister Tang San!

The night in Holy Soul Village was very quiet, and the moonlight shone through the windows into the blacksmith's shop.

Now that there are three siblings in the family, there aren't enough beds, so Tang Yin sleeps in Tang Hao's bed.

Of course, it underwent a thorough cleaning and tidying process.

Lying in bed, Tang Yin pondered her future plans.

"Given the current conditions, there's no need to take up any of the village's work-study student slots."

"Well, it would be best to buy a house in Nottingham and build a small forging workshop. This would make it easier to hone our skills, and also allow me to work with Xiao San Niang to replicate all of the Tang Clan's hidden weapons."

"The Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, the Peacock Feather, the Rain of Pear Blossom Needles... It would be best to replicate these hidden weapons in advance so that they can be used as trump cards before my brother and I have fully matured."

Tang Yin opened her eyes and looked up at the full moon hanging high in the sky through the window, her thoughts drifting.

"Unfortunately, I don't know much about the structure of firearms, and I don't know if Xiao San Niang can manufacture these weapons in the future based on just a few words."

A knocking sound rang out at the door.

Tang Yin snapped out of her thoughts and sat up.

"Little Third Sister? Come in."

Tang San Niang, dressed in loose robes, pushed open the door and entered.

He yawned.

"Brother, Xiaowu is such a restless sleeper, I can't sleep."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yin's expression froze.

"Well... you can sleep here for now. I'll go to Nottingham City to look for a house in a couple of days."

"Shouldn't we wait for Dad to come home and ask him?"

Tang San Niang skillfully slipped into the quilt, her face full of curiosity.

Dad's bed seems a bit too big; I'm not used to it.

Tang San Niang blinked, snuggled closer to her brother, and found a familiar spot.

Her smooth, deep blue hair spread out like silk, and Tang San Niang's lips curled up slightly as she narrowed her eyes like a kitten.

The familiar scent filled her nostrils, which made her feel at ease.

"The old man is indecisive, so it's still up to me, your brother, to manage things at home."

Tang Yin smiled.

"At worst, we can hire the old man to help us out."

"For example, I could open a shop and let him sell my practice pieces."

Don't underestimate this practice piece; Tang Yin used the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, a divine forging skill.

Ordinary iron can be forged into refined iron, directly improving its quality by a grade.

If the price is positioned in the affordable range, it will be a game-changer.

Upon hearing this, Tang San Niang couldn't help but smile.

"Brother, you really know how to do business. Dad is a Title Douluo, not an ordinary old man. How can you let him be a small shopkeeper?"

"Even if he is a peerless Douluo, he is just an ordinary old man. With his intelligence, what great things can he do?"

"Alright, that's enough chatting. Go to sleep now, we need to get up early to gather energy tomorrow."

"Hmm~"

Tang San Niang let out a cute nasal sound.

……

Three days later, the passionate young woman arrived as promised.

Huo Wu looked around the cramped and simple house, but it was quite clean and tidy.

There was no hint of disdain in her eyes, but rather a trace of admiration.

"Brother Tang Yin is truly admirable for raising your two younger sisters so well."

"Where are the others?"

Fire Dance looked around.

Xiao Wu didn't offer much explanation.

After all, she also greatly admired and liked this older brother.

"Brother and Third Sister are working in the forge. Why don't you sit here for a while?"

Upon hearing this, the flames on the girl's eyebrows flickered.

"Forging? May I take a look?"

Huo Wu asked the question in a generous and natural manner, without any of the restraint one would expect from a guest.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened in surprise.

"But my brother isn't wearing any clothes."

"It's okay, I don't mind."

Xiao Wu: 0_ o……?

Huo Wu turned and walked towards the forging room.

Her fiery red hair swayed and shone like flames.

Xiao Wu's CPU is about to overheat.

What do you mean you don't mind? Who asked you if you mind or not!

That's my brother. You saw it, and I'm the one who's at fault.

At that moment, Huo Wu pushed open the door of the forging room, and a wave of heat rushed towards her.

The hot air currents made Huo Wu's eyebrows and eyes relax, and she felt extremely comfortable.

Tang Yin, shirtless, was placing the shaped ironware into a special quenching liquid.

Amidst the sizzling sound, steam rose into the air.

Tang Yin looked up and smiled.

"Sister Huowu, it seems your trip went very smoothly."

"Thank you for your kind words, may everything go well."

"You go ahead and finish what you're doing. I'll wait for you here for a bit."

Huo Wu's bright eyes swept over Tang Yin.

They were so unrestrained and undisguised.

Tang Yin possessed a well-proportioned and slender physique. His skin color was different from the bronze color of ordinary blacksmiths; instead, it was as smooth and lustrous as white jade. Every muscle on his body was perfectly proportioned, neither swollen nor lacking in explosive power.

At this moment, his skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, which shimmered faintly in the firelight.

Huo Wu suddenly said, "I take back what I said a few days ago."

Xiao Wu, who was already looking annoyed, felt as if her head had been hit hard again after hearing these words.

We chatted for so long a few days ago, who knows what you said? Why is this guy acting so strangely this time?

Xiao Wu looked bewildered, realizing she couldn't keep up with Huo Wu's train of thought at all.

Huo Wu lightly bit her red lips, winked at Xiao Wu, and said playfully, "Your brother is delicious~"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's pretty face flushed red.

The red of Hongwen!

At this moment, Tang Yin was engrossed in the work at hand.

After the forged iron block is quenched, there is another process – tempering!

The temperature needs to be raised back to about 300 degrees Celsius and allowed to cool naturally to reduce brittleness and increase toughness.

Only then is the entire process considered complete.

Tang San Niang was pulling the firebox on the side, her moon-white robe already soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her delicate body.

"Third Sister, that's enough. Go and wipe yourself down first."

Tang Yin began to explain.

After all, I'll be meeting guests soon, so I can't be all sweaty.

Girls are different from boys; they can work shirtless and such.

Tang San Niang nodded obediently.

Upon reaching the doorway, they saw Xiao Wu, who was being suppressed by Huo Wu with one hand, wildly flailing her limbs in a helpless rage.

It's interesting that the big dancer bullies the little dancer.

"Little Third Sister, you're still so adorable."

Huo Wu's eyebrows curved into crescents, and her tone was light and cheerful.

"Welcome to my home, Sister Huowu."

Tang San Niang smiled demurely, she wasn't one to talk much, except when she was with her brother.

He then went back to his room to wipe the sweat off his body and change his clothes.

This is a light pink dress that her older brother bought in Nottingham the day before yesterday. She likes it very much; she likes anything her brother gives her.

Not only dresses, but also mirrors, small accessories, and rouge and other girly items.

Previously, due to financial difficulties, she had never had time to dress herself up.

It's not very convenient for her to practice her skills or assist her brother with his work.

But today is different.

A guest has arrived...

Tang San Niang had no experience living in an ordinary family.

But I have also been exposed to some social etiquette and worldly wisdom.

It is proper etiquette for the host and hostess to jointly entertain guests as a sign of respect.

Mom and Dad aren't here.

Then she and her brother should share this responsibility!

Tang San Niang took a sip of rouge, her lips glistening with moisture, and slowly rose to leave the room.