"Yes, Divine Craftsman." After the evaluator replied respectfully, he turned and walked out through the doors.
Zhen Hua studied Lin Xingyu carefully, and the more he looked, the more satisfied he became. Look at that Bloodline Power, then look at his appearance—especially that pair of Crimson Gold eyes. The more Zhen Hua looked, the more he liked him. When someone's forging talent was high enough, no matter what he looked like, he was the most beautiful image in Zhen Hua's heart.
"Divine Craftsman, is there something you wanted to discuss with me?" Although he had roughly guessed the other party's purpose, Lin Xingyu was still the first to speak in the end.
A smile appeared on Zhen Hua's face, and he displayed his kindest side as he said, "Little friend, what is your name?"
Ever since becoming a Divine Craftsman, he had no longer needed to read most people's expressions in this world. He only had to be himself. Today, he had truly dragged out the expression management he had sealed away for years, all to leave a good impression on the little fellow before him.
"Divine Craftsman, my name is Lin Xingyu."
Zhen Hua said with a beaming smile, "Xingyu, how old are you this year? Who did you learn your forging skills from? Can you tell me about it? Have you taken a master?"
"I'm nine and a half now. I learned forging in Eastsea City from Teacher Yun Qiwen, who is a Sixth-Grade Forger. He is my teacher, but I have not taken a master." Lin Xingyu answered his questions neither humbly nor arrogantly.
When Zhen Hua heard Lin Xingyu's answer, his heart immediately settled. A teacher and a master were two different concepts. When he heard that this little fellow across from him was only nine