Following Si Long, Su Chen discovered that the fifth floor of the Blacksmith Association headquarters was actually a private forging area reserved for its high-ranking blacksmiths. As Ren Lao explained, every blacksmith at grandmaster rank or above had a space of his own here.
Back when Ren Lao had still lived in Gengxin City, he too had possessed his own space here. After leaving for better prospects in Spirit City, he had returned his exclusive workshop to the Blacksmith Association.
Outside each forging room was a simple number. There were thirty-six forging rooms in all. The clang of metal rang out from them from time to time.
Su Chen counted carefully. Only four or five forging rooms were making any noise. In other words, even the Star Luo Empire held blacksmiths in very low regard.
Following Si Long, Su Chen and Ren Lao arrived at the innermost forging room. No sounds of forging came from within. Si Long had barely knocked when an extremely impatient voice sounded inside.
"Didn't I already tell you? No one is to disturb me."
Si Long hurriedly answered respectfully, "Teacher, it's me. I'm sorry to disturb you. I wouldn't have come if Vice President Ren Lao and His Holiness the Pope of Spirit Hall hadn't arrived."
Shortly after Si Long finished speaking, the iron door slowly opened. A short, stout old man appeared before Su Chen.
The old man stood 1.6 meters tall, and his waist probably measured 1.6 meters around as well. It was easy to imagine just how short and stout he was.
"Greetings, President." Ren Lao bowed slightly to the old man.
"The Pope of Spirit Hall?"
Ignoring Ren Lao, the old man looked Su Chen up and down and asked, "You're Spirit Hall's new Pope?"
Su Chen nodded. "Yes. Greetings, Senior