The general's Face imdiately showed a look of difficulty.
The Master of these people was nad Feng Ye.
He was not only one of the only three Forging Grandmasters in the military.
He also held the rank of Major General in the army.
He couldn't afford to offend either side.
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate.
In the distance, a burly middle-aged man, forty or fifty years old, walked over with a stern Face.
His steps were steady, like a Dragon walking and a tiger striding, carrying an inherent authority from his long tenure in a high position.
"What's going on?"
The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, but it struck everyone's hearts like a heavy hamr.
"All this shouting and yelling, what kind of decorum is this!"
The leading Disciple's eyes lit up when he saw the newcor.
He quickly stepped forward to greet him, his Face instantly filled with respect.
"Master, you've returned just in ti!"
He pointed at the general and Ouyezi, his voice full of grievance.
"They want to use your three-star forging room!"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly at the words.
He cast an unfriendly glance at the general, his voice carrying undisguised displeasure.
"That won't do."
"It was agreed before that this room is my exclusive forging room, how can it be given to others casually?"
"The furnace fire and Formation inside were all personally adjusted by , what if soone sses them up?"
The general braced himself and explained again, "General Feng, this is Marshal Zhao's order, I really..."
"Marshal Zhao personally arranged it?"
A hint of surprise appeared on Feng Ye's Face.
He hadn't expected Marshal Zhao to personally arrange for soone to co.
Which Great Master could have such great Face?
His gaze flickered to the side, landing on Ouyezi beside the general.
That was a very young man, with so furnace ash still on his Face, and a calm expression.
With just one glance, Feng Ye was stunned.
The displeasure on his Face instantly froze, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Ou... Great Master Ouyezi?"
Feng Ye's voice carried an almost imperceptible tremor, and his Face was filled with disbelief.
He quickly stepped forward, sowhat losing his composure as he grasped Ouyezi's hands.
The gesture was so enthusiastic that everyone around was dumbfounded.
"It really is you!"
Ouyezi's smart core ai frantically analyzed the current situation.
There was no information about this person in the database.
After a long silence, he squeezed out three words.
"Who are you?"
Feng Ye's expression stiffened, then he showed an awkward yet polite smile.
"It's normal for Great Master Ouyezi not to know ."
He rubbed his hands, his expression sowhat flustered.
"At this year's Skyfire City Forging Master Competition, I was at the third-to-last stand on your right-hand side."
"I was incredibly fortunate to witness you forge the legendary equipnt, the kingslayer's edge, with my own eyes."
Ouyezi nodded perfunctorily.
The smart core ai quickly searched and provided the most appropriate response for the current context.
"Oh, it was you, I seem to have so impression."
Feng Ye beca even more excited when he heard this.
"Great Master Ouyezi actually rembers !"
On his stern, imposing Face, a look of almost fanatical admiration appeared.
"I heard that Donghai City suffered a Vicious Beast tide before, and I was so worried about you! I contacted several old guys in the military and asked them to send support imdiately."
"Now that I see you are safe and sound, I can rest assured."
"If I had known you were coming to the military, I should have personally gone to the gate to welco you!"
He rubbed his hands, like a young fan eting his idol, and spoke with so embarrassnt.
"Um, is it convenient for you to sign an autograph for now?"
After speaking, he suddenly turned his head and glared at his several already petrified Disciples.
"What are you still standing there for!"
"Didn't you see Great Master Ouyezi standing? Hurry up and get Great Master Ouyezi a chair! And bring paper and a pen, and brew the best Yun Ding Xian Hao tea for the Great Master!"
This dramatic scene left everyone present completely dumbfounded.
Especially Feng Ye's Disciples, each of them with their mouths wide open, their eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.
Their Master now had none of his usual gravitas.
He had completely transford into a little fanboy of this young man.
The contrast was too great, they were like two different people.
After a while.
After understanding that Ouyezi wanted to use the forging room.
Feng Ye didn't say a word, patting his chest loudly.
"Use it! Feel free to use it!"
He declared very generously.
"Let alone this three-star forging room, even if you want to use all three, it's no problem!"
"Use it for as long as you want!"
As he spoke, he personally pushed open the heavy tal door of the forging room for Ouyezi.
That solicitous manner made the general beside him twitch at the corner of his eye.
Ouyezi also didn't stand on ceremony and walked straight in.
This forging room was imasurably more spacious than the top-tier one at the Donghai City Forging Guild.
There were no less than three ground fire furnaces alone.
The mouth of each furnace was enormous, like the gaping maw of a Vicious Beast.
Beneath the furnace, three distinctly different flas burned fiercely.
The furnace fire on the left exhibited a deep, eerie blue, like ghost fire burning on the extre northern ice plains, exuding an ultimate chill.
【Nine Netherworld Fla】, an A-grade exotic fire, skilled at slting tals containing Soul attributes.
The furnace fire in the middle was a scorching, fiery gold, and as the flas churned, it was as if a Golden Crow spread its wings within, releasing a high temperature capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.
【Great Sun Golden Fla】, an A grade exotic fire, extrely potent and rigid, with a strong slting effect on all tals.
The furnace fire on the right was the most bizarre, appearing as a viscous dark purple, the flas flickering silently, yet emitting a terrifying aura that corroded all things.
【Bone Corroding Demonic Fla】, an A-grade exotic fire, specifically used to process special Materials containing potent poisons or curses.
In addition to the three massive furnaces, the forging room was also equipped with several forging platforms of different Materials, and a quenching pool fed by an underground cold spring.
On the walls, dense energy-gathering and temperature-controlling Formation runes were inscribed.
The military's foundation was indeed unfathomable.
Another ten minutes passed, and the various Materials Ouyezi needed were successively delivered.
Looking at the overflowing rare Materials made one's mouth dry.
Once everything was arranged properly.
Feng Ye happily exited the forging room and thoughtfully closed the door.
As he turned around, he saw his several unpromising Disciples still standing foolishly in place.
"Master... this... who exactly is this?"
The leading Disciple finally couldn't help but ask cautiously.
"You... why are you so polite to him?"
Feng Ye's smile instantly vanished upon hearing this.
He raised his hand and lightly patted the Disciple's head.
"Polite? I wish I could kneel down and kowtow to him!"
He glared at these Disciples impatiently.
"I tell you to learn more about outside news, but none of you listen."
"You lock yourselves in the forging room all day, you've all beco idiots!"
The Disciples shrank their necks from the scolding, not daring to talk [N O V E L I G H T] back.
Feng Ye took a deep breath, and that expression of awe mixed with fanaticism reappeared on his Face.
He lowered his voice, enunciating each word, as if declaring a divine oracle.
"Listen carefully, all of you."
"His na is Ouyezi."
"He is the future Divine Craftsman of our Great Xia Country!"
Everyone gasped in unison at the words.
Extre shock was written on every Face.
Only then did they realize what a powerful figure had co to the military today.
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