The Maids of the Hundred Weapons Sect Branch stared at Jiang Ping An with resentment.
"That arrogant brute accepted the challenge on his own. If he loses, it'll definitely hurt the shop's business and affect our earnings."
"Maybe he has some skill, or he wouldn't have foolishly accepted the challenge."
"What skill could he possibly have? If he really had any ability, would he have taken our shop owner as his master? He could have gone straight to the Hundred Weapons Sect selection."
The Maids all knew exactly what sort of person the shop owner, Xie BenJun, was. Among Weapon Refinement Immortal Masters, Xie BenJun was merely average, and his reputation was notoriously foul. No decent Refining Master would ever choose him as a master.
That meant anyone who chose to become his disciple definitely had little ability.
The shop manager, Zhou Yuan, pointed at Jiang Ping An and shouted to the surrounding crowd, "This contest is entirely his personal decision. This arrogant fellow has only been apprenticed for a few days and has never received any guidance from an Immortal Master. His artifact-forging skills are vastly inferior to those of our shop. Please do not take this contest seriously!"
To prevent Jiang Ping An from affecting the shop, Zhou Yuan tried his best to distance the shop from him.
Ma Kuo had changed into a crimson Daoist robe today. He stared at Jiang Ping An with a broad smile. "I didn't expect you to actually dare show up. I thought you would run away."
"Have you prepared the Immortal Artifact?"
Jiang Ping An had never liked trading barbs. What he cared about was whether he could obtain the Immortal Artifact.
Greedy bastard. Does he really think he can defeat me? Ma Kuo sneered inwardly, then tossed a golden Golden