Tang Wulin dragged Yang Nianxia straight to the Blacksmith Association and into his own forging room.
Bang!
The door was locked from the inside, and Yang Nianxia panicked.
He had never been this panicked in his life.
"Big Brother Wulin, what are you going to do?"
"The school forbids private fights, and I'm not getting in the arena with you either."
Being alone in a room with Tang Wulin, just the two of them—if Tang Wulin had even the slightest evil intention, Yang Nianxia could scream to the heavens and the heavens would not answer, cry to the earth and the earth would not respond!
"Nothing. As Forging Committee Member, it's perfectly reasonable for me to guide you in forging, right?"
Tang Wulin's smile was still very kind, but it made Yang Nianxia feel a chill run down his spine.
Gulp!
Yang Nianxia swallowed hard.
"Take out your forging hammers!"
Tang Wulin barked, scaring Yang Nianxia so badly that his whole body jolted. He hurriedly took out his forging hammers and stood obediently.
Tang Wulin adjusted the forging platform, took out his own forging hammers, selected two pieces of Sinking Silver, and began forging.
Bang, bang, bang!!
One hammer fell, and three overlapping hammer strikes echoed out.
"Hit it. Why aren't you hitting?"
Tang Wulin glared at Yang Nianxia.
"I'll hit it!"
"I'll hit it, okay!"
Yang Nianxia said, on the verge of tears.
The mighty Duskgold Bear was now as aggrieved as a child.
Yang Nianxia also began hammering, but as a fifth-rank blacksmith, it was far too easy for Tang Wulin to disrupt the rhythm of a third-rank blacksmith like Yang Nianxia.
Shrek forbade private fights, but if Tang Wulin wanted to deal with Yang Nianxia, he had plenty of ways.
When class began the next day,