The scene left Silong, the acting president standing nearby, utterly dumbfounded.
Silong was no fool. Anyone who dared act so brazenly in the Blacksmith Association...
Was most likely from Spirit Hall.
After all...
This was Gengxin City!
The holy land in the hearts of all blacksmiths!
Anyone who dared cause trouble here without sufficient backing would probably be hauled away the moment they stepped through the door.
Especially!
The two strangers standing behind Yan gave Silong an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Anyone capable of making Silong feel such pressure had to be at least a Soul Douluo.
When Silong came out to rebuke them, he had merely intended to use the weight of the situation to force Yan to leave.
After all...
No matter how looked down upon the Blacksmith Association was, it remained a crucial part of the Douluo Continent.
If they offended every blacksmith, even Spirit Hall would have to think twice.
However...
Before Silong could make any move...
This entire group...
Had their situation reversed the instant they saw the two children.
Their previous arrogance vanished without a trace. Yan, who had been so unruly just moments ago, trembled as though he had seen something terrifying.
Everything was just as Silong had expected.
The moment Yan saw Lin Ning, the fear buried deepest in his heart surged forth.
Unlike Yan, who was filled with terror, Lin Ning only deliberately glanced at him after hearing his startled cry.
After giving Yan a look, Lin Ning pondered for a long time before suddenly clapping her hands in realization.
"It's you! That sissy who kept crying!"
"What? You're planning to cause trouble for my little brother?"
As soon as she spoke, a small sword appeared in Lin Ning's hand. She glared fiercely at Yan.
Seeing that familiar little sword, Yan's