As everyone instantly fell silent and stared intently at him, Zhen Hua's expression remained as calm as ever.
He had now regained the lofty bearing of the president and began speaking, his gaze composed.
"Soul Forging is, in itself, the process of giving metal spirituality, transforming it from something with spirituality into something with a soul."
"Of course, that does not mean a true soul, but rather a soul that exists through emptiness."
"This is crucial. Once you can accomplish it, it will be an enormous help in forging."
"In particular, several of the more important steps are absolutely indispensable."
As Zhen Hua spoke, many listened attentively. Quite a few even secretly brought out video cameras and began recording.
They intended to sell this information, but Zhen Hua paid no attention whatsoever.
He merely continued quietly explaining his theories. As the seconds and minutes slipped away, more than two hours passed in a flash.
Meanwhile, in the area assigned to security inside the Blacksmith Association, an exceptionally muscular middle-aged man stood silently.
He wore a security uniform and had an utterly ordinary face. All anyone could tell was that he was a rather burly fellow.
Yet his unblinking gaze swept his surroundings, lingering silently on Mu Ye and Li Moxun for several seconds.
His target, however, remained Zhen Hua, who stood to one side.
He was not listening to Zhen Hua's explanation at all, but neither did he interrupt. He simply stood there in silence.
As the explanation continued, quite a few others exchanged glances or tilted their heads slightly to look elsewhere.
Where some listened quietly to the lecture, others harbored different intentions.
Meanwhile, beside two pillars, Chu Zi'ang and Xia Mi waited quietly, one leaning against a pillar and the other standing.
Though they noticed quite a few