Chapter 30 (1/2)

Ye Feng’s Blacksmith Shop did not even have an official name, but its reputation in the City of Chaos was getting bigger.

On this day, after Claude returned from delivering some goods, Ye Feng was at the forging furnace as usual, teaching him the difference between forging peak stage one and two weapons.

After the lesson, the manager of City of Chaos’ Auction House knocked on the Blacksmith Shop’s door, bringing over a contract with a respectful expression.

“Master Ye Feng, this is your personal contract, after signing it, the weapons that you make will be fully authorized to be sold by us.”

“The Auction House will collect higher stage forging materials of the same value and send them to your Blacksmith Shop, in addition, we will ensure your safety in the City of Chaos…”

Ye Feng sighed the contract.

He had already earned a lot of gold coins, they could barely be stored in the warehouse anymore.

When the Auction House wanted to handle the sale of Ye Feng’s weapons, he was moved and decided to sign this contract with them that had mutual benefits.

After the manager left, Ye Feng brought the boxes of gold coins and bought a new forging furnace for Claude’s personal use.

On the way, the citizens of the City of Chaos showed expressions of admiration and idolization when they saw the Master Blacksmith Ye Feng.

The City of Chaos was connected to dangerous places like the Land of Spirits, it had many adventurers and mercenaries, they were definitely respectful towards a Master Blacksmith who had the ability to create high quality weapons.

A good weapon could raise one’s combat strength in the wild, at crucial moments, it might save one’s life!

After all, nobody would want their weapon to break in the middle of combat.

“Master Ye Feng, do you need help with such a huge forging furnace? If necessary, I can escort you back to the Blacksmith Shop.”

Along the way, there were many helpful people that said such words but Ye Feng rejected them all, he rode on the horse carriage and went back to the Blacksmith Shop while dragging the forging furnace.

The truth was…

With his strength as a Bronze Knight, this mere forging furnace could be carried on Ye Feng’s shoulder without problems.

But that was simply asking for attention.

Before the Blacksmith Shop.

Before he got closer, Ye Feng sensed something amiss, there were many twisted shadows moving around his Blacksmith Shop.

Ye Feng had seen these figures before.

The Heavenly Snake tribe in the City of Chaos!

Earlier, Ye Feng was obstructed by two Advanced Knight level Heavenly Snake tribesmen, they tried to rob him but were killed instead.

“You are Ye Feng?”

“The guy who killed the two warriors of our Heavenly Snake tribe and returned to the City of Chaos as a Master Blacksmith?”

“Come with us! Our Heavenly Snake tribe lacks a Blacksmith, you will atone for your sins of killing our Heavenly Snake tribesmen by making weapons for us.”

From the Blacksmith Shop, a Heavenly Snake tribesman walked out, he had blue hair and wore armor, his eyes were eerie green and there were scales on his face. When he spoke, his expression was terrifying.

This was a peak Advanced Knight!

In addition, there were three other Advanced Knights before the Blacksmith Shop, they were all upper-tier, none of them were weak.

At this time, the four Heavenly Snake tribe Advanced Knights moved to encircle Ye Feng, they seemed to have the intention of taking him away like a criminal.

“It sounds like you are not inviting me to forge weapons, instead, you want to capture me and keep me in your Heavenly Snake tribe as your blacksmith slave.”

“Am I right to say that?”

Ye Feng asked plainly.

Towards his question, the four Advanced Knights revealed sinister smiles, they had a mocking expression.

“Hehe!”

“Exactly so.”

“But you are a Master Blacksmith after all, we will give you your three meals a day, other than sleeping, you will spend all your time making weapons to atone for your sins…”

While saying that, the four Heavenly Snake tribesmen attacked.

From the Blacksmith Shop, the tiny Claude ran out, he was like an enraged bull, he wore an iron pot on his head as he rammed into the four Advanced Knights.