Gu You's blood immediately began to boil. To hell with karmic cycles—once he broke through to the Titled Douluo level, who could stop him?
His hand clasped Chen Shilin's tightly.
"Long live the Federation!"
Chen Shilin shouted.
"Long live the great unity of the Douluo people!!"
Gu You smiled at Chen Shilin before him.
Chen Shilin burst into laughter, repeatedly patting Gu You on the shoulder. At that moment, he finally understood what kind of ideals Gu You carried in his heart.
With someone like him around, even if the Federation could not unify Douluo, it would still remain safe and peaceful...
"Senior Brother, why are you calling at this hour? Is something wrong?" Mu Chen glanced at the watch on his left wrist. It was four in the afternoon. By all rights, Zhen Hua should have closed up for the day and begun resting. Why did he have time to call his junior brother?
Though it was not exactly kind to think so, Zhen Hua's rest periods were mandated by the Federation government. For a Heaven-forging blacksmith like Zhen Hua, forging any rare metal consumed immeasurable energy and vital blood. Moreover, he was already approaching his twilight years; sometimes, he simply had no choice but to rest.
"Haha! Little Mu, I have incredible news. Let me tell you..."
What!
"You took on a disciple?" Mu Chen was stunned. What sort of genius could catch Zhen Hua's eye? His senior brother had a uniquely discerning eye. Over all these years, the only child he had considered a truly promising forging genius was Tang Wulin. Even Mu Chen's own daughter, who had already become a Level 2 blacksmith at such a young age, had failed to meet his senior brother's standards.
"That's right. The main reason I called is that my