30 Assassination (1/2)

Everyone turned to the side as a man, carrying a large golden hammer spoke out. The emperor frowned.

”Do you believe that you would be more likely for the position compared to master Fang here?” he asked.

The man frowned.

”An Imperial Smith must also be combat ready as well as a good forge, your imperial highness,” he spoke carefully.

The emperor frowned. This was a valid point as he could not appoint anyone without sufficient proof of their prowess in combat. Sighing, he turned to Fang.

”Master Fang, if you can defeat anyone here, you will have earned the right to be the Imperial Smith,” he spoke.

Fang frowned.

”Your imperial highness...,” he hesitated.

The emperor smiled.

”Don't worry. You can challenge my guards. They will lose on purpose and you'll get the title,”

Fang frowned.

”But your highness, I don't wish to be the Imperial Smith,” he spoke firmly.

There was a collective gasp as the emperor frowned.

”You are refusing my goodwill?” he asked.

Fang smiled amiably.

”Not at all. I just feel that I am not the right person for the job. After all, my combat skills and forging skills are still lacking...,” he apologized.

The emperor frowned. Sighing, he accepted his fate. He could not force such a powerful master at any rate.

”Fine. I shall appoint someone else,” he sighed.

”Thank you very much your imperial highness,” Fang spoke.

The emperor sighed as the man with the golden hammer smiled.

”Of course. Your combat strength was lacking anyway,” he sneered.

Fang frowned as Tang Junxin leapt out of his seat.

”How dare you! Apologize at once!” he thundered, sparks flashing in his eyes.

The offender simply grinned. According to the reports, this boy was still a Mortal Realm cultivator and couldn't harm him.

Tang Junxin frowned. Raising his hand, he released a blast of ice energy. It flew out in a spear of crackling blue ice.

Hitting the man squarely in the chest, there was an explosion. The mist cleared slowly and the man was found lying on the ground, shivering of hypothermia. Shock could be seen on his face.

Tang Junxin smiled. His newfound power was truly amazing. Around him guests were talking in hushed whispers, spreading rumors faster than disease.