"President Si Long." Su Chen looked at Si Long.
"Your Eminence, what are your orders?" Si Long asked respectfully. Even his teacher now served under this man, so despite being president of the Blacksmith Association, he had no choice but to lower himself.
"Si Long, what plans do you have for the Blacksmith Association's future development?" Su Chen asked.
"Your Eminence, do you have any suggestions?" Si Long asked.
"Cooperate with my Spirit Hall," Su Chen said.
"You want the Blacksmith Association to merge into Spirit Hall?" Si Long frowned.
Spirit Hall was, in essence, an organization of Soul Masters. It had originally been the Soul Master Association, only changing its name to Spirit Hall as it gradually grew stronger. The Blacksmith Association was also an association. In Si Long's eyes, the two conflicted with one another and could not be integrated.
"No, not merge. I mean deeper cooperation with my Spirit Hall," Su Chen replied.
"Deeper cooperation?" Si Long remained puzzled.
"President Si Long, there are no outsiders here, so let me lay my cards on the table. Spirit Hall will not settle for the status quo. We will unite the continent and put an end to the flames of war that have raged across it for nearly a thousand years," Su Chen said solemnly.
"Ah!" Si Long stared at Su Chen. Although he had long suspected that Spirit Hall would not settle for the status quo, he had never imagined that it intended to establish an empire, much less unite the entire continent.
"When that time comes, Spirit Hall will no longer be a Soul Master organization, but an empire seeking the well-being of all people under heaven. So cooperation between us might indeed seem impossible at present. From the perspective of the future, however, it is entirely