Promotion for the Martial Arts Matchmaking Convention

"War God Temple!"

The moment those three words left Fors's lips, the air around Qiangu Dongfeng abruptly froze.

He instinctively clenched the armrest of his chair, his knuckles turning white from the force. His scrutinizing gaze landed on Fors's face like that of a hawk. "You can contact people from the War God Temple?"

Fors lightly tapped the tabletop with her fingertips, her tone calm yet carrying unquestionable certainty. "God Craftsman Lu Fa and I have some old ties. He is currently within the War God Temple. If I personally go to invite him, he should not refuse."

The moment she said this, faint gasps rose within the council chamber.

Logically speaking, as one of the Four Great Spirit Messengers of the Spirit Pagoda, maintaining close ties with members of other organizations was undoubtedly a bad sign.

But if it involved the Blacksmith Association and a God Craftsman, that was another matter entirely.

The secrets of forging Four-word Battle Armor were held by God Craftsmen. Although Limit Douluos could nurture their own armor and elevate Three-word Battle Armor into Four-word Battle Armor, that would take at least several decades, and its power would still fall short of true Four-word Battle Armor.

The War God Temple, meanwhile, belonged to the Federation. Maintaining good relations with it would clearly bring more benefits than harm, so Qiangu Dongfeng had nothing to criticize. On the contrary, he greatly approved of Fors's approach.

After all, even he himself had an ambiguous relationship with the Western Legion. For example, he had donated Soul Spirits to the Military and provided free slots to enter the Spirit Ascension Platform of the Spirit Pagoda. Everything was done to curry favor with the Federation and secure conveniences at crucial moments.

Qiangu Dongfeng could not help asking, "You said just now