Chapter 17 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chen Yifan was utterly shocked when he held the divine weapon.

In the past, he had commanded an army to fight for the empire, partic.i.p.ated in martial contests in rings, and triumphed over others in battles of life and death. Even during the most dangerous of times, he was never hesitant, anxious or fearful, but he somehow revealed his feelings at this moment.

After looking up at Ou Yangming for some time, he mentioned, “Good, you didn’t let me down.”

“General,” Old Craftsman said smilingly, “This fellow is naturally gifted to be a Military Fire Blacksmith!”

“Not bad. This is my first time meeting someone as talented as him.” Chen Yifan nodded.

Old Craftsman shook his head. “General, don’t spoil him, his level is far below that.”

Chen Yifan, Liu Zhengye, and the others wondered. “You’re smiling so happily, yet you’re pretending to be humble. Who are you trying to fool…’

“Ahem—” Liu Zhengye cleared his throat, then took a step forward. “General, since he’s so talented in smithing, you can train him. If he succeeds in the future, your reputation will grow!”

Chen Yifan instructed, “Zhengye, make a trip to the Supply Division with Old Craftsman, and get a few precious ores for this fella to practice.”

“Ah?” Old Craftsman was shocked. “General, that can’t be done!”

“If I say it can, it can. Old Craftsman, I won’t be stingy over a few precious ores it’ll help him train.” Chen Yifan waved his hand, then stopped for a while before adding, “Are you afraid that he’ll surpa.s.s you, so you’re being defensive?”

“Why would I be defensive?” Old Craftsman’s face instantly reddened. He exhaled deeply, then continued, “Okay, since you’re so generous, I’m more than happy to do it. I won’t disappoint you.”

The others thought to themselves. ‘It’s only weird if you’re not happy to do it.’

Chen Yifan laughed out loud. “Go, go, I’ll be waiting for good news.”

Subsequently, Liu Zhengye and Old Craftsman left for the Supply Division, whereas Ou Yangming left the tent with Sui Hezhi. Since Chen Yifan was very occupied as the West Camp’s general, he did not stay to talk to them.

As such, Sui Hezhi and Ou Yangming left as well.

Once Sui Hezhi escorted Ou Yangming back to the Armament Camp, the latter mentioned, “Big Brother Sui, thank you for escorting me back.”

Sui Hezhi smiled and intended to say something but he was hesitant. In the end, he sighed and left.

Ou Yangming watched him leave, then entered the camp.

After walking just a short distance, a chilly voice was heard. “You, Ou Yangming, come here.”

He was stunned and noticed a cold middle-aged man was waving at him when he turned to look.

The man was not a stranger to him. He was Han Changling, one of the Military Fire Blacksmiths in the Armament Camp.

Ou Yangming hesitated for a while before he approached him. “Master Han, what’s the matter?”

Han Changling replied arrogantly, “I need to smith some weapons today, but I lack a helper. Come over and fill the spot.”

Ou Yangming responded, “Master Han, I’m Old Craftsman’s helper.”

In the Armament Camp, Old Craftsman was the chief of the Military Fire Blacksmiths, but he refused to be called a master due to his odd character, thus everyone addressed him as Old Craftsman.

Nevertheless, the other Military Fire Blacksmiths were known as masters.

“Hmph, are you trying to oppress me by using Old Craftsman’s name?” Han Changling was indifferent. “He’s not here at the moment, so you’re a general helper for the Armament Camp. If I’m asking for your help, are you going to disobey me?”

Ou Yangming s.h.i.+vered a little. For some reason, he felt that Han Changling was behaving strangely.

In the Armament Camp, though there was no ranking among the Military Fire Blacksmiths, Old Craftsman was the chief for a reason. Under normal circ.u.mstances, unless Han Changling had gone crazy, he would not offend him.

Nonetheless, it was clear that Han Changling did not care at the moment.

Ou Yangming subconsciously took a step back and decided that he must not leave with Han Changling.

“Master Han, Old Craftsman gave me a refining task, and I have to get it done as soon as possible. I hope that you understand.” He bowed, then turned to leave.

Right then, Han Changling sneered and got in front of Ou Yangming in a flash.

He reached out his hand to grab Ou Yangming’s shoulder immediately. Ou Yangming would be under his control once he grabbed him with his Iron Palm.

Ou Yangming’s face changed as he had not expected Han Changling to attack him, and it frightened him.