Qiuniu merely glanced at Xiao Wu for a moment without observing her for long.
Although he did not know whether this group was aware that they had a soul beast among them, displaying any strange behavior before people he had never met would certainly not be wise. He was not combative by nature and had no interest even in a one-sided fight. If he truly wanted to discuss something, he could seek her out privately.
Due to the gap in strength and the subtlety of Qiuniu's gaze, Xiao Wu did not notice that she had been watched. As usual, she followed behind Tang San and entered the forging room.
As the eldest among Tang San's group, Titan was introduced to Qiuniu by Lou Gao. Since he was also the vice president of the Blacksmith Association, he was naturally the first to clasp his hands in greeting and say:
"So you are the renowned elder of Grace Hall. I am Titan, vice president of the Blacksmith Association. A pleasure, a pleasure!"
A faint smile appeared on Qiuniu's face. He cupped his hands in the manner of an ancient Chinese scholar and replied humbly:
"So you are the vice president of the Blacksmith Association. I have long admired your reputation. President Lou Gao often speaks of you."
When Tang San first saw Qiuniu, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. Of course, it was not Qiuniu's build or face that seemed familiar, but his bearing. The aura he exuded was exactly like that of an ancient Chinese scholar, giving Tang San, a Chinese man from a parallel world, an inexplicable sense of closeness.
The others, young and old alike, also had a favorable first impression of Qiuniu.
In their usual understanding, soul masters with high Soul Power Levels and distinguished status tended