My Guildmaster Father, Divine Craftsman Uncle!

"F@#￥%￥￥#!"

Lies would not hurt people; the truth was the sharpest blade.

Ling Zichen was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She unleashed a frenzied verbal barrage at Su Mo, her shrill, rapid voice nearly enough to blow the entire hospital room apart.

If the people beside her had not reacted quickly, noticed something was wrong, and stopped Ling Zichen in time, she probably would have pounced on Su Mo in the next second.

Once Ling Zichen, that crazy woman, went mad, she did not care who you were.

In one word: fight.

Even Amorous Douluo and Heartless Douluo of the Tang Sect had to give a crazed Ling Zichen a wide berth.

Ling Zichen ranted at Su Mo for a full two and a half minutes before finally stopping. Her complete lack of ladylike decorum left Mu Xi dumbfounded.

Looking at Ling Zichen, whose breathing was slightly uneven and whose chest still heaved violently, clearly furious enough to hurt herself, Su Mo said calmly, "Finished, Big Butt?"

"I'm taking an 8 a.m. class!!!"

The Ling Zichen who had only just calmed down was instantly detonated by Su Mo's "Big Butt." Struggling wildly, she was about to go all out against him.

Big Butt—this was the first time in all her life that anyone had dared call Ling Zichen that to her face.

"Director Ling, calm down, calm down! He's just a child!"

Seeing Ling Zichen on the verge of going berserk, the two female assistants standing on either side of her hurriedly grabbed her again.

"What's wrong with being a child? A little brat with no filter like him deserves a thorough beating."

Ling Zichen kept struggling, trying to break free from her assistants' restraint.

But these two female assistants had been specially selected for Ling Zichen by Zang Xin, the Tang Sect's vice sect master.

Ling Zichen was an ordinary person. Trying to break free from the restraints of two Spirit Saints without using a mecha was nothing but a fool's dream.

One of the Spirit Saints could not stand it any longer and reminded her, "Director Ling, don't forget why we came here!"

The moment she heard that, Ling Zichen immediately calmed down.

She casually pulled over a chair, crossed her legs, and sat down without any restraint. "Hey, brat. Tell me, when the Hero Hall malfunctioned, didn't you notice anything unusual?"

Ling Zichen had come to visit mainly to ask Su Mo about what he had encountered in the Hero Hall.

If Hero Hall did not hold such an important position within the Tang Sect, she, the Tang Sect's chief scientist, would not have put aside her work and been sent over overnight by Zang Xin to gather information.

Instead of answering Ling Zichen, Su Mo looked at her assistants. "Are all you Tang Sect people this brainless?"

Hearing Su Mo actually call her brainless, Ling Zichen sneered. "You're the brainless one. In the entire Sun Moon Federation, no one smarter than me has been born yet!"

The two female assistants beside Ling Zichen nodded in deep agreement. Looking across the entire Sun Moon Federation, there really was no one smarter than Ling Zichen.

Ling Zichen was only eighteen years old, yet she was already the Tang Sect's chief scientist.

Seeing everyone taking Ling Zichen's side, Mu Xi stepped forward and shielded Su Mo behind her. "My junior only spoke the truth."

"If you Tang Sect people had any brains, would you come visiting empty-handed?"

"Besides, my junior is obviously in no condition to shake hands right now. Didn't you see what Big Butt just did?"

The moment Ling Zichen heard Mu Xi dare to call her "Big Butt" as well, her expression immediately darkened.

She had not settled things with Mu Xi earlier because her butt really was big. Everyone who met her would unconsciously glance at it.

But now that Mu Xi knew she disliked that nickname and still used it to address her, of course Ling Zichen was angry. She was not known for having a good temper.

Still, considering that Mu Xi was a girl, Ling Zichen ultimately did not make a move. She merely gave Mu Xi a verbal warning. "Little brat, watch your mouth. Trouble comes from careless words."

"Tch!"

Mu Xi crossed her arms, a hint of disdain flashing through her eyes. She clearly did not take Ling Zichen's threat seriously at all.

Seeing that Mu Xi had not taken her words to heart, Ling Zichen's fists clenched.

But before Ling Zichen could speak, one of the female assistants beside her spoke first. "Classmate, Director Ling is the director of our Tang Sect's Soul Guidance Cannonball Research Center."

"If you don't want to bring disaster upon your family, you'd better show Director Ling some respect."

Though she admitted that Mu Xi was right, Ling Zichen was still the Tang Sect's chief scientist.

To be insulted again and again by a powerful figure from some small place—if word got out, where would the Tang Sect's dignity go?

Seeing them actually dare to threaten her family, Mu Xi instantly flared up as though she had drunk fake alcohol.

Wasn't it just a contest of connections? Who couldn't do that?

Mu Xi raised a hand and lightly smoothed her skirt, a sweet smile appearing at the corners of her lips. Then she declared confidently, "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mu Xi!"

"Mu Chen, the president of the Donghai City Blacksmith Association, is my father."

"!!!"

Hearing that Mu Chen was Mu Xi's father, Ling Zichen's expression changed slightly. She had not expected Mu Xi's background to be so impressive.

No wonder Mu Xi had immediately recognized the relationship between the Tang Sect and the Xuan Shi Tang Sect. She was the daughter of a Saint Craftsman.

After hearing Mu Xi announce her background, Ling Zichen's assistant's expression turned extremely ugly.

Mu Chen was a top-tier Saint Craftsman with immense prestige throughout the entire Sun Moon Federation. Even Amorous Douluo and Heartless Douluo had to treat him courteously when they met him.

But considering that the Tang Sect's reputation was at stake, she could not back down and let others make a joke of the Tang Sect. She could only brace herself and continue, "Even if President Mu..."

Seeing that the other party still refused to yield, Mu Xi raised a slender white finger to her chin and blinked playfully. "Oh, and Zhen Hua is my uncle!"

Mu Xi had not wanted to reveal her relationship with Zhen Hua to outsiders, but this time, she was facing the giant that was the Tang Sect.

"..."

As Mu Xi casually dropped the shocking news that "Zhen Hua is my uncle," the entire hospital room instantly fell silent. Even Ling Zichen, that crazy woman, grew serious.

Everyone said Ling Zichen was crazy, but that did not mean she could not read the situation.

Offending Mu Chen would at most affect the relationship between the Tang Sect and the Eastsea City Blacksmith Association.

But offending Zhen Hua would bring far more serious consequences.

Zhen Hua was not only the president of the Blacksmith Association for the entire continent, but also the only Divine Craftsman in the world capable of Heavenly Forging, the Sun Moon Federation's sole designated national treasure.

Offending Zhen Hua was practically the same as offending the entire Sun Moon Federation.

The last force that had laid hands on Zhen Hua was still being jointly hunted down by every faction.

The Tang Sect might be immensely powerful and have an ally as formidable as Shrek, but going against the entire Federation was hardly realistic.