Douro Continent

Chapter 541 Gengxin City, the Metal Capital of Gengxin City

Ning Rongrong said, "I've been cultivating at home every day for years, and I'm so bored. I regretted leaving you all."

Tang San smiled and said, "Isn't that giving you two a chance to have some alone time? Don't tell me you've been suffering lately." As he spoke, he winked at Oscar with a smile.

Oscar chuckled, but Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed red. She pinched Oscar hard, "Laughing? You're still laughing. Hmph, if it weren't for you, I would have gone out to play with Third Brother too."

Oscar was still laughing, and he seemed quite pleased with himself. Despite being pinched hard by Ning Rongrong, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun exclaimed, "Ah, Xiao Ao, Rongrong pinched your arm and caused a cut!"

"Ah!" Ning Rongrong was startled and quickly pulled Oscar's arm to look, but there was no sign of injury, only a little redness.

Seeing her nervous expression, Tang San, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar couldn't help but laugh. The atmosphere in the cabin instantly became extremely relaxed.

Ning Rongrong punched Oscar's shoulder hard, then lowered her head in embarrassment. Oscar grabbed her hand and kissed it forcefully, his smile returning to its former lewdness.

Tang San said, "However, Rongrong, if you really can invite Senior Bone Douluo to come and give the academy some face, then we really will have to go on another long trip. This time, we can't do without you, the Tang Clan's God of Wealth."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up immediately. Her big eyes sparkled as she looked at Tang San. "Third Brother, where are we going to play?"

Oscar raised his hand and tapped her on the head. "Silly girl, all you do is play. Don't you need to cultivate?"

Ning Rongrong snorted, "If Third Brother says it's something important, it must be serious. We can get a carriage and cultivate in it! Besides, Master said that always cultivating under pressure is actually harmful to the progress of soul power; proper relaxation is also necessary."

Tang San smiled and said, "It is indeed a serious matter. Our Tang Sect needs a lot of metal to manufacture hidden weapons. The Power Clan has no shortage of ordinary metals. But we have to buy rare metals ourselves. Elder Titan said that Gengxin City, the metal capital, sells all kinds of metals, including a lot of rare metals. After the Tang Sect's design is finalized and construction begins, Elder Niu Gao of the Yu Clan will be sufficient. We will go to Gengxin City with Elder Titan to see if we can find some treasures. At least we need to buy back the metals needed to forge ordinary hidden weapons. In the next year or so, we must produce a batch of finished products. When the Seven Great Sects Re-election Conference begins, it might be of some use. If the Spirit Hall successfully holds this conference, then the two great empires will be in a very passive position. We must do our best to help the two great empires recruit some Soul Masters at the conference."

Upon hearing Tang San mention the Spirit Hall, Ning Rongrong's face immediately filled with hatred. "This time, I'm going to make things difficult for them no matter what. I'll ruin their association."

As she spoke, she immediately stood up. Tang San asked in surprise, "Rongrong, where are you going?"

Ning Rongrong chuckled and said, "Of course we're going back to get reinforcements! With Grandpa Gu here, it'll be easier for us to leave!"

Tang San laughed and said, "You're quite impatient."

Oscar stood up and said, "I'll go with her."

Tang San initially planned to allocate a portion of the money from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to rebuild the Tang Sect, but then reconsidered. He figured his own savings over the years were considerable and sufficient for the sect's needs. He decided to use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's money to purchase metals, which were where the real need lay.

Perhaps because she hadn't traveled far from home in a long time, Ning Rongrong was extremely efficient. That very evening, when she returned from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she brought Bone Douluo directly back. Ning Fengzhi didn't come in person, but simply asked Ning Rongrong to tell Tang San that everything was under control with the royal family. However, Emperor Xue Ye's poison hadn't been completely neutralized. Poison Douluo was working hard to help him detoxify.

At the same time, knowing that Tang San was going to buy metal, Ning Fengzhi specially gave Ning Rongrong an extra sum of money. Adding to the previous payment, the total amount reached 500,000 gold soul coins. This shows that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's reputation as the wealthiest sect is well-deserved. It's worth noting that Tang San and Ning Fengzhi had agreed that all hidden weapons produced by the Tang Sect would be prioritized for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and all would be sold at an 80% discount. This amount would then be deducted from these advance payments.

However, they couldn't set off immediately. Tang San and the others had just returned, exhausted from their journey, and needed to rest and recuperate. Moreover, the design from the Tang Sect still needed to be negotiated.

A week later, after everything was arranged, the group, led by Titan, set off for Gengxin City, the headquarters of the Continental Blacksmiths' Association.

As soon as they left the Tang Sect, Titan couldn't help but laugh. It was the same two specially made carriages, each driven by a member of the Power Clan. The group sat in the two carriages: Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Titan in one; Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun in the other.

"It's so great to have Old Rhino around. I can leave all the messy stuff to him and be a hands-off boss this time. Young Master, did you see Old Rhino's expression when we left? Just thinking about how indignant he looked makes me want to laugh."

Tang San smiled slightly, pulling Xiao Wu into his arms. "With Senior Niu Gao in charge of building the Tang Sect, you can rest assured! If it were someone else, I'm afraid you wouldn't be willing to hand it over to him."

Titan nodded seriously and said, "That's true. Old Rhino is not only my brother, but in terms of construction, I'm afraid there's no one on the entire continent who can surpass him. This time, we acquired a large number of houses in the surrounding area, and the Tang Clan has expanded more than double the size of our Power Clan's residence. With Old Rhino around, he might have finished building it by the time we return."

Tang San laughed and said, "It would be impossible for construction not to be fast. With the strength of the Powerful Clan and the skilled craftsmen of the Royal Clan, how could the speed not be fast? Speaking of which, I really didn't realize that Senior Niu Gao was so talented in architecture. He truly deserves to be called a master architect."

The thought of the architectural plans he'd seen these past few days made Tang San's heart clench. It wasn't building a mansion; it was practically building a fortress! Of course, the cost would be enormous. After Tang San pledged his full financial support, Niu Gao made a series of changes to the design. The required building materials also changed drastically. Even now, just imagining it filled Tang San with dread. To put it simply, even the doors to each room were made of solid wood covered with iron plates. As for the mansion's walls, they were to be built to a height of five zhang (approximately 10 meters). That height was comparable to that of a royal palace.

Tang San was naturally not afraid of trouble from the authorities. The day before yesterday, he made a special trip to Yuexuan to see his aunt, Tang Yuehua. For official matters, his aunt could easily handle the communication. He didn't directly ask Ning Fengzhi for help because he didn't want the Tang Clan's information to leak out from the royal family.

From the moment he persuaded the four clans, the Tang Sect officially embarked on its development path. The period leading up to the Seven Sects Re-election Conference hosted by the Spirit Hall will be the most crucial moment for the Tang Sect's growth.

Xiao Wu leaned against Tang San's shoulder, sitting quietly, her eyes still so empty. Since meeting Ning Rongrong, Tang San finally had a moment to breathe a sigh of relief; when Xiao Wu was with Ning Rongrong, she wouldn't cling to him as much. But to his amusement and exasperation, this situation changed immediately at night. The soulless Xiao Wu refused to sleep with Ning Rongrong no matter what. Despite Oscar and Ma Hongjun's repeated scorn, Tang San still had to endure the pain and pleasure of sleeping with her. However, this also spurred Tang San's cultivation. Being with a lover who liked to sleep naked every day, how could he dare to sleep? He could only cultivate every night as soon as Xiao Wu fell asleep. And his thighs became Xiao Wu's most familiar pillow.

Gengxin City, located within the Star Luo Empire, is situated in opposite directions from Longxing City. Longxing City lies southeast of the Heaven Dou Empire, while Gengxin City is in the southwest of the Star Luo Empire, closer to its inland regions. The journey was not short. Even traveling at full speed, it took them nearly a month to reach Gengxin City.

Gengxin City is one of the main cities of the Star Luo Empire, but it's by no means a famous city. Within the main city's territory, it's only considered mid-to-lower tier. Douluo Continent is a world of Soul Masters, and as a metal city, its lack of prominence is quite normal. Blacksmiths' status is the same as that of commoners. The Blacksmiths' Association's influence is limited to this city. The Spirit Hall, essentially a Soul Master Association, can influence the entire continent's situation. This clearly demonstrates the vast difference between blacksmiths and Soul Masters.

Titan told Tang San that the better the blacksmith, the more likely they are to be a Soul Master. This is because only a Soul Master's extraordinary abilities can make forging so exquisite. Of course, this isn't absolute. There are also some exceptional blacksmithing geniuses who, without the aid of a Martial Soul, still achieve great success in the blacksmithing world.

In the distance, Gengxin City was already in sight. The group disembarked from the carriage and looked out, where they could see the towering city walls. The walls of Gengxin City were entirely iron-gray, giving the impression of being cast from metal. Although they hadn't yet entered the city, they could already faintly sense the metallic aura emanating from Gengxin City.

Ning Rongrong excitedly took Xiao Wu's hand, "We're finally here! My bones are about to give way from sitting in the carriage all this way." Even if the carriages of the Power Clan were the most comfortable, anyone would get tired of sitting in them for a month. However, it wasn't entirely without its gains. Ma Hongjun had indeed started to work hard, perhaps because of what Tang San had said to him. He had been diligently cultivating throughout the journey, and his soul power had increased from level 57 to level 58. He had taken another step closer to the level 60 mark.

Flander once told Ma Hongjun that when his soul power reaches level 70 and he can unleash his Martial Soul True Form, he will enter a completely new realm. Only then can his Phoenix Martial Soul reveal its true power. Ma Hongjun is currently working towards this goal. After all, apart from Xiao Wu, he is the only one among the Shrek Seven Devils who hasn't reached level 60 yet.

Oscar chuckled and said to Ning Rongrong, "Want me to give you a massage tonight?"

Ning Rongrong blushed and stuck out her tongue at him. "No way. Everyone knows you're up to no good."

Ma Hongjun, standing nearby, gloated, "Everyone knows what Uncle Big Sausage is up to!"

Oscar snorted and deliberately raised his head, saying, "Fatty, you're just jealous. Utterly jealous."

Ma Hongjun curled his lip, "You're so jealous. I have a girlfriend now. I'll show you how beautiful she is when we get back."

Oscar said in surprise, "You have a girlfriend? What girl is so blind!"

Ma Hongjun was furious. "Xiao Ao, I challenge you to a duel!"

Oscar chuckled. "Come on! I'm not afraid of you. I have quite a few mirror intestines. I might not be able to beat you. Don't forget, I also have Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Do you think my wife and I can't beat you? The mistress is definitely neutral."

"Who's your husband? Did I marry you?" Ning Rongrong said irritably.

Oscar said smugly, "That's only a matter of time. Even my father-in-law doesn't object anymore. Do you think you can escape my grasp? Beautiful lady, it'll be too late for you to regret it."

Tang San chuckled, "Xiao Ao, your flamboyant charm seems to have returned." Watching their playful antics, Tang San felt a surge of warmth, as if he were back five or six years ago, when they all cultivated together carefree. Only, Xiao Wu beside him…

Oscar laughed, "I don't believe anyone would be with this lewd fat guy. Mistress, you've been with him all this time, is he lying?"

Before Tang San could speak, Ma Hongjun interrupted, "What lies are you telling? When we get back this time, I'll let you see my girlfriend. Her name is Bai Chenxiang, isn't that a nice name? You'll be so envious."

Oscar sneered with an arrogant look, "Jealous my ass! With Rongrong by my side, would I ever look at another woman? Apart from my Rongrong, other women are just fleeting clouds to me."

This time, Ning Rongrong didn't refute him. She watched Oscar and Ma Hongjun bickering with a smile, and everyone could see the satisfaction in her eyes.

Titan sighed, "Being with you young people makes me feel so much younger. It's wonderful to be young! When I was your age, I was much more reckless than you are."

Ning Rongrong chuckled and said, "Does our Elder think he's old? You're not old at all! A mature man like you is much more charming."

Titan chuckled, "Girl, you really know how to talk. If I were fifty years younger, I might have given Little Ao a go. No wonder someone like Bone Douluo dotes on you so much. You really are a little sprite."

Ning Rongrong laughed, "That's the power of a beautiful woman, she appeals to all ages. Xiao Ao, why are you looking at me like that? You don't like it?"

Oscar snorted. "What's the use of being unconvinced? I'm disfigured now anyway, and nobody else will want me except you."

Upon hearing the word "disfigurement," Ning Rongrong's eyes immediately softened. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you. Xiao Ao, you're not angry with me, are you?"

Oscar smiled slightly, a hint of melancholy in his eyes. He sighed softly, put his arm around Ning Rongrong's shoulder, and said gently, "Of course not. I will only love you for the rest of my life."

As he spoke, he gave Ma Hongjun and Tang San a smug look. This wasn't the first time he'd used this trick, but it always worked. The scar on his face, which had once made him feel inferior, was now his most irresistible weapon, capable of touching Ning Rongrong's softest spot. Of course, Oscar's gentleness wasn't feigned. He loved Ning Rongrong's petite and dependent demeanor.

Ma Hongjun ran quickly to Tang San's side. "I can't take it anymore, Third Brother. These two always think cheesy things are funny. I'm going to lie down in the carriage for a while. Call me when we get to the city."

The group successfully entered Gengxin City. The moment they stepped through the city gates, the overwhelming metallic scent gave them a unique feeling. After entering the city, everyone disembarked from the carriage and observed the distinctive features of this peculiar city with great interest.

Titan's emotions clearly became excited. He pointed to the surrounding buildings and introduced them to everyone.

"Gengxin City has the most blacksmith shops, and only in this city are blacksmiths highly regarded. It is said that there are over a thousand blacksmith shops in the entire city, and tens of thousands of blacksmiths. Many blacksmiths from other cities come here specifically to take the blacksmith examination. If they can pass the advanced blacksmith examination, they can stay in this city. Simply put, this is a blacksmith's paradise."

"Although blacksmiths are not highly valued by the two great empires, they are essential for the production of military weapons, agricultural tools, buildings, and furniture. The more skilled the blacksmith, the more valuable the items they forge."

Ma Hongjun asked in surprise, "Elder Titan, what? Are blacksmiths also divided into ranks?"

Titan nodded and said, "It's not as detailed as your Soul Master classifications. Blacksmiths are generally divided into seven levels. From lowest to highest, they are: Junior Blacksmith, Intermediate Blacksmith, Senior Blacksmith, Master Blacksmith, Master Blacksmith, Grandmaster Blacksmith, and Divine Blacksmith."

Ma Hongjun pressed further, "Then what level of blacksmith are you?"

Oscar chimed in, "Idiot, is that even a question? Elder Titan, as the vice president of the Blacksmiths' Guild, is of course a master craftsman."

Titan chuckled, which was taken as tacit agreement.

Tang San asked, "Elder, how many master blacksmiths are there on the continent?"

Titan's expression changed slightly, and he sighed, "The three of us. Me, your father, and the current president of the Blacksmiths' Guild."

Hearing Titan mention his father, Tang San's heart clenched. Thinking of his father's crippled limbs, a pang of sorrow gripped his heart. But he had so much to do right now. Going back to see his father wasn't something he could do immediately. Tang San secretly resolved that after the Seven Sects Re-selection Conference hosted by the Spirit Hall concluded, he must return to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to see his parents. He wondered how his mother was progressing there.

Titan patted Tang San on the shoulder, "Don't overthink it. With such a good son like you to inherit his mantle, Master can live in peace in seclusion. Young Master, please take me to meet him sometime."

Tang San nodded slightly.

Just then, everyone suddenly heard a loud voice shouting from ahead, "Don't miss out! A magnificent silver armor, handcrafted by a disciple of Lou Gao, the current president of the Blacksmiths' Association and the King of Master Craftsmen, is available at a special price. Only one piece left!"

"Lou Gao?" Titan asked with some doubt. "Do even the disciples of Old Lou need to hawk their wares on the street? Oh, Lou Gao is the president of the Blacksmiths' Association. Calling him the King of Master Craftsmen wouldn't be wrong. Your father has retired, and in terms of forging, we're evenly matched. I'm better at refining and forging various metals, while he's better at some delicate techniques. Speaking of which, I'm planning to ask him for a few disciples this time. Some of the more intricate details in your hidden weapons would be easier for his line of blacksmiths to make. Come on, let's go take a look."

By this time, a large crowd had gathered at the source of the hawking. Tang San and his companions pushed their way through the crowd and finally saw what was happening inside.

It was an ordinary-looking blacksmith shop. The man hawking his wares was a middle-aged man with a bare upper body and bronzed muscles. In front of the blacksmith shop, a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old sat calmly with his eyes closed, exuding an air of superiority. Beside him was a suit of armor.

The armor was entirely bright silver, shimmering in the sunlight. Its overall craftsmanship was exquisite; each piece was clearly specially polished, and a large, transparent crystal was inlaid in the breastplate. The crystal and the armor itself shone brilliantly in the sunlight.

Titan glanced at the armor, frowned, and uttered two words with disdain: "Trash."

Let alone Titan, even Tang San, whose forging skills were far inferior to his, could see that this armor was flashy but impractical. Although it looked beautiful, Tang San had exceptional eyesight; his Purple Demon Eyes had reached a level of minute detail, allowing him to clearly discern the materials and crafting methods of the armor.

Those gleaming silver armor plates were actually made of polished steel, but each plate was very thin, clearly offering little in terms of defense. However, the weight wasn't too high either, perhaps that was the only advantage of this armor. If you wore this armor, its only use would probably be for showing off. As for using it on the battlefield, forget about it. Any infantryman with a bit of strength could cut you through with a single blow.

Although Titan was over eighty years old, as the patriarch of the Power Clan, he was full of confidence. Although he uttered the word "trash" in his ordinary voice, everyone around him heard it. The middle-aged strong man hawking his wares was no exception.

His eyes immediately fell on Titan as he excitedly hawked his wares. "Old man, who are you calling trash?"

"What is Titan's status?" he said coldly. "I said that armor is garbage. So is the blacksmith who forged it."

This time, his voice rose a few decibels, and the middle-aged man sitting at the entrance of the blacksmith's shop opened his eyes, looking at Titan with disdain.

The burly middle-aged man hawking his wares strode up to Titan. "Old man, do you even know anything about forging? You look like an outsider. If you don't know, don't spout nonsense. My teacher is a disciple of the current president of the Blacksmiths' Association, the senior Lou Gao. You dare say the armor my teacher forged is garbage? That's an insult to our lineage of master craftsmen. You're not leaving here until you've explained yourself."

Titan scoffed dismissively. "You want me to explain myself clearly, huh? Fine, then I'll explain it to you clearly. Don't even mention someone like you, some so-called teacher. Even if Lou Gao were here and claimed he crafted this armor, I'd still call it garbage."

These words immediately caused an uproar. Among the onlookers were blacksmiths and some with exceptional skills. They could, of course, see that the armor was flashy but impractical. However, the hawker's claim of being a disciple of Lou Gao stunned everyone. Lou Gao's status in Gengxin City was equivalent to Bibi Dong's in the Spirit Hall.

No one would object to Titan criticizing the armor itself, but when he directly criticized Master Craftsman Lou Gao, the surrounding blacksmiths immediately protested. A great commotion erupted, accompanied by shouts and curses.

Tang San frowned, pulled Xiao Wu in front of him, and wrapped his arms around her waist so that she could comfortably lean against him. He released his invisible soul power to isolate her from the people around them, and he would not let these people touch Xiao Wu.

Titan took two steps forward. Although he did not release his soul power or the pressure of a Soul Douluo, his tall stature and the majesty he had cultivated as the clan leader over the years still caused the middle-aged burly man hawking his wares to take several steps back.

Titan walked up to the armor, turned around, and looked at the crowd. "You're not convinced, are you? Fine, then I'll tell you. This armor is made using the chainmail method. You can look closely; each plate is slightly different in size. It looks very shiny on the surface, but in reality, the material is very thin. Bright silver armor? This is just steel plates plated with silver. It's not much better than paper."

Upon hearing this, the composed middle-aged man could no longer remain seated. He abruptly stood up and angrily retorted, "This armor of mine is purely for decoration. It's not for going to the battlefield. The skill lies in crafting each armor plate thinly. This way, it's lightweight and won't be tiring to wear. Decoration? Do you even know what decoration is?"

Titan coldly replied, "What do you mean by the armor plates being different sizes?"

The middle-aged man argued, "This is called the beauty of disharmony. It was taught to me by my master, the master craftsman Lou Gao. What do you know?"

Titan burst into laughter. "Good, what a discordant beauty. I wonder if that old bastard Lou Gao would be so angry he'd vomit blood if he were here. Has his reputation been almost completely ruined by people like you? Brilliant Silver Armor, Lou Gao did indeed forge a suit of armor like that. But your imitation is way too far off the mark."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the suit of armor off the support, turning it over. The middle-aged man tried to stop him, but it was too late.

If the surface of the armor was as smooth as a mirror, then the back was as rough as hemp. With a flick of his wrist, Titan had already caused several armor plates to fall off.

With a cold snort, Titan casually tossed the armor in front of the dumbfounded middle-aged man. "Calling you trash is being kind. Let me teach you a lesson. Lou Gao's Brilliant Silver Armor is forged from pure silver, refined into silver essence. Although each piece is thin, its defensive capabilities are formidable. While it's merely decorative, its practicality is equally impressive. Don't try to swindle people using his name anymore. Otherwise, you won't be able to stay in Gengxin City any longer."

"You, you..." The middle-aged man, who claimed to be a disciple of Lou Gao, was now pale, and the clamor from the surrounding commoners and blacksmiths had subsided considerably. "I'll fight you to the death."

The middle-aged man flicked his wrist and pulled a bull-ear-shaped dagger from his back waist, then lunged directly at Titan.

Knowing Titan's strength, it would be a joke to let him get close. Without turning his head, he stomped his right foot hard on the ground. Instantly, a deep rumble resounded. A powerful shockwave suddenly threw the middle-aged man to the ground. The onlookers, however, only felt a tremor beneath their feet and were not impacted.

"Who's causing trouble here?" Just then, the crowd suddenly parted, and a squad of infantrymen from the Star Luo Empire, equipped with non-standard gear, strode in.

Ordinary infantrymen are at most equipped with leather armor, but the infantrymen of Gengxin City, being from a close proximity, are all wearing light metal armor. There are more than ten of them in total, and the leader looks to be around thirty years old. His armor is obviously thicker, and he strides in with his hand on the hilt of his long sword at his waist.

The middle-aged man, still reeling from Titan's kick, perked up at the sight of the soldiers. He scrambled to the leader, shouting, "Brother-in-law, it's him! I was selling my latest creation when this old bastard came to cause trouble. He's obviously a stranger. Not only did he criticize my newly forged armor, but he also insulted the master craftsman Lou Gao. Quick, arrest him!"

Titan sneered, "No wonder he dares to act recklessly under Lou Gao's name; it turns out he has some connections."

The soldier captain's face turned cold, and he abruptly waved his hand, "Take him away."

"Stop!" Before the soldiers could surge forward, a loud shout suddenly rang out from the crowd. The crowd parted, and an elderly man of about sixty years old strode in. The old man looked very strong, with a steady and powerful gait. But his face was filled with shock.

Upon seeing the old man, the soldier captain's expression immediately changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Master Ren Yuan, please do not obstruct me from performing my duties. Otherwise, even if you are a blacksmith, you cannot bear the consequences."

The blacksmith named Ren Yuan seemed not to hear him. He strode up to Titan, his eyes wide as he scrutinized Titan's face. "You, you are…"

Titan frowned slightly. "I think I've seen you before. You were probably an apprentice under Lou Gao back then. Now you're a blacksmith. Not bad, not bad."

Old Ren Yuan's body trembled instantly, and he knelt down with a thud. "It really is you, Lord Titan."

Upon seeing Ren Yuan's actions, the soldier captain's expression froze instantly, and the surrounding civilians and blacksmiths erupted in uproar. Ren Yuan, a blacksmith, was extremely renowned in this region. Yet, he was now kneeling before this old man.

Titan pulled him up. "Don't do this. What kind of behavior is this?"

The soldier captain leaned closer and tentatively asked, "Ren Yuan, the blacksmith, who is this?"

Ren Yuan whirled around, his expression instantly turning cold and stern. "You little brat, how dare you arrest Lord Titan! Even if your father, Master Si Di, were here, he would have to kowtow respectfully to Lord Titan. You'll be in for a beating when you get home. Let me tell you, Lord Titan is the vice president of our Blacksmiths' Guild. Like Lord Lou Gao, he is one of the three great master blacksmiths in the world today."

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Ren Yuan's words immediately caused an uproar among the onlookers. In other cities, this might not have been a big deal. But let's not forget, this is the Steel City, the holy land of blacksmiths. For the people of Gengxin City, the title of "Divine Craftsman" carries the highest and most profound meaning.

The soldier captain's face turned deathly pale. He instinctively took a few steps back, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

Ma Hongjun leaned closer to Tang San and chuckled, "I never imagined that Senior Titan would hold such a high position in this Metal City!"

Oscar exclaimed, "Now it's probably impossible to keep a low profile."

Seeing the excited crowd around him, Titan said to Ren Yuan with some helplessness, "Tell everyone to disperse. What kind of behavior is this, standing here like this? Is this guy really Lou Gao's disciple?" As he spoke, he pointed to the middle-aged man.

Ren Yuan scoffed, "He's only related to Master Si Di by a small degree. Oh, Master Si Di is Lord Lou Gao's chief disciple. That's why this guy is using the title of a disciple of a grandmaster to swindle people. We're only letting him get away with it because of Master Si Di."

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