After handling the various matters concerning the sea and informing Fuxi and Chiwen of Soul Beast Island's location, Mo Lin returned to Gengxin City.
He had been out getting some fresh air for a whole month. No matter what, it was time for him to go back and properly fulfill his responsibilities.
The moment he returned to Gengxin City, Mo Lin saw the mountain of reports piled on his desk, leaving him somewhat dazed.
Fortunately, most of them had already been reviewed. They were placed here more for reporting purposes, and the majority merely recorded the day-to-day work situation. There was nothing particularly important.
However, as he flipped through them, one report still caught Mo Lin's attention.
Mo Lin picked up the report and uttered two words in surprise: "Tang San."
In an ordinary inn somewhere in Gengxin City, Tang San and Xiao Wu were staying in one of the ordinary rooms.
The two seemed to be waiting for something. Their expressions both revealed their nervousness, but Tang San, who usually gave people the impression of remaining calm in any situation, was the more anxious of the two.
"Third Brother, you have to believe in yourself. With your forging skills, you'll definitely pass the test," Xiao Wu said, taking one of Tang San's hands.
"Of course. When it comes to forging, I'm not inferior to anyone," Tang San replied with a forced smile, yet the unease in his heart only grew stronger.
As for how this half-man, half-grass, and rabbit had ended up here, that was a long story.
Not long after Mo Lin remotely talked Tang San out of his hidden weapon order, the Tang Sect that Tang San had established went completely bankrupt.
As the clan dragged down by this "Tang Sect," the Strength Clan had not only