Dead silence. Anvil Elder's lowered eyes finally lifted slowly toward Heavenly Furnace. Heavenly Furnace did not move, but he could not help moving. It was unbelievable.
Yet Heavenly Furnace seemed almost embarrassed.
He smiled shyly.
"After all, I figured Bei Gong wouldn't be easy to deal with from the beginning. I thought I had to put some real capital into it, right?
You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child, so I slipped an extra student's kid into the team... Even if that student and I aren't close, rounding things up, he still counts as one of my own, doesn't he?"
He scratched his chin, his smile growing ever more delighted. "Then, while I was at it, I stuffed a few nifty little tools into him."
Anvil Elder's expression twitched. His clouded pupils widened as he stared fixedly at Heavenly Furnace before him.
As though he had vaguely guessed what Heavenly Furnace was about to say.
And precisely because of that, he could not restrain himself.
You beast!
What the fuck did you put in him?!
In response, Heavenly Furnace merely raised his hand, lifting the cane that had been resting on his knee and bouncing all this time, and waved it before Anvil Elder. Immediately afterward, the cane melted away inch by inch, dripping down through his fingers.
How could that be the Masterwork that Heavenly Furnace never let leave his side for even a moment?
It was clearly mercury given form!
Just as Ji Jue's old trick had once been repeated here, the same trick was now deceiving the craftsman of stagnant rot for a second time.
Surprised? Caught off guard?!
"Oh my, Anvil Elder's Creation truly is exquisite. It makes this junior's hands itch with anticipation..."
Heavenly Furnace grinned and laughed maliciously, looking at the phantom