Cen Yue had barely taken a few steps when Wu Yang Jin and Tang Wu Lin quickly bowed to Mu Chen in thanks, then hurried ahead of Cen Yue.
"Dad, I know this is a little abrupt, but why won't you let me compete? I'm not convinced!" Mu Xi asked after they had left.
"Stop fooling around," Mu Chen said sternly.
Mu Xi lowered her head, looking somewhat aggrieved.
"You're my daughter. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking, Xi Xi? But where do you think this is? You're in the Forging Master Association. I don't want to keep using my position to suppress you, but as my daughter, you know your identity. Every word and action of yours represents the Association. Besides, those two children have only just joined. There's no need for this. You're talented, and I'll be honest about that, but you cannot deny or prevent the existence of people who may be better than you. Once you get to know each other better, I can directly arrange a match between you. Besides, didn't you quite like those two children that day?" Mu Chen lectured her at length.
It was not that Mu Xi did not understand. But her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat had made her lose some of her composure.
Still, she felt somewhat wronged. More than that, she wanted to find out as soon as possible just how skilled they were.
As for the two boys, they had long stopped caring. If they still had to compete in the future, then they would compete. But they did not want to right now.
"Haha, you saw it just now too. Miss Mu Xi is quite a formidable Forging Master," Cen Yue said.
"Mm, indeed. Although her personality seemed a little... well, she