After Huang Tian woke up, he ignored Qian Renxue, who was still sleeping on the bed. After washing up in the bathroom, he left the room and Teleported straight to the Asura Valley workshop.
Huang Tian's sudden appearance startled the many blacksmiths and Soul Masters present. They dropped to one knee, placed their right hands over their left chests, lowered their heads, and respectfully said:
"Your subordinates pay respects to the Hall Master."
"Your subordinates pay respects to the Hall Master."
"Your subordinates pay respects to the Hall Master."
The voices rose and fell, each wave louder than the last.
Seeing them kneeling again, Huang Tian frowned. Hadn't they agreed on this before? A man had gold beneath his knees—he knelt not to heaven, not to earth, not to monarchs, but only to his parents. It had only been two months since he had come, and they were already falling back into their old habits? He said displeasedly, "Get up, all of you. Who told you to kneel? Do I have to repeat myself? Everyone in Yanhuang Hall kneels not to heaven, not to earth, not to monarchs, but only to their parents. Why are you still kneeling before me? Stand up and straighten your backs!"
"Yes." Everyone who had been crouching on the ground rose to their feet, looking at Huang Tian with fervent expressions as they awaited his next order.
"Hall Master, you're here. We were holding a meeting and discussing matters, so we were unable to come out and greet you in time."
Tang Hao, Zhang Tianning, and the other Title Douluo researching Soul Tool technology ran out from a room in the deepest part of the workshop. They placed their right hands over their left chests, lowered their heads, bowed, then straightened up and spoke.
"Zhang