Cao Xing chose the largest forge in the middle, then pushed the door open and entered.
A wave of even more scorching heat, carrying the scent of metal, rushed toward him.
Large numbers of human and Dwarven blacksmiths were busy at their respective forging stations, sweating profusely.
There was no weariness from labor on their faces. Instead, they wore almost fanatical, excited smiles! Especially the Dwarven blacksmiths who had only recently joined the territory, their faces were positively glowing.
Seeing this scene, Red Hair was instantly at a loss. Damn it, he had swallowed a Purple Hair with combat power exceeding five hundred thousand to become this badass. How the hell had a White Hair casually exchanged a few moves and slipped into the Super Demon realm?
Beneath a secluded valley, a venomous python as thick as a bowl coiled around a tree branch, flicking its tongue. Its vertical pupils were fixed tightly on a nest of birds not far away as it slowly slithered forward, unhurried and cautious, afraid of scaring them away.
The Jaguar had four seats, so Tang Chao could be assigned a driver. The Ferrari had only two seats, so there was naturally no need for one. Tang Long had left in Lei Jun's car with Qian Li; they were definitely going to get a room. Only Chen Yan, Zhao Yuyan, and Zhou Qianqian remained here.
That had been truly dangerous. Qin Feng almost had the urge to slap himself. After all these years of ups and downs and all the losses he had suffered, why had he still not learned his lesson? He always overestimated himself and underestimated others. If he did not break this habit, he would suffer a disastrous setback sooner or later.
The man took the water without a word of thanks,