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Jiang Hai's Glazed Heart Mirror caught the change in Ye Yulin's attitude, leaving him baffled. I greeted him out of kindness, so what was that old man's snort for? Had crafting soul tools cooked his brains?
Jiang Hai shook his head. Though he did not know why Ye Yulin's attitude had changed, he did not dwell on it. He still trusted the allure of the Flame of Civilization.
But before that, he needed to show a little of his own ability.
Looking at the considerable quantity and variety of rare metals on the workbench, Jiang Hai swept out a hand. All the rare metals vanished, leaving the soul tool crafting platform utterly bare.
"What is he doing?" The spectators below saw Jiang Hai put away all the rare metals and were utterly bewildered. Wasn't this fellow a little too greedy? With all the rare metals packed away, what would he use to craft a soul tool?
"Doesn't he know he can't take any of the rare metals away, except what he uses to make his soul tool?" someone could not help asking.
Over in the rest area, Shangguan Wei'er was equally baffled.
Nangong Wan laughed heartily. "Big Sister Shangguan, where did you find this clown? Hahaha, did you bring him here just to entertain us? Does he know he won't qualify, so he thinks he can take all the rare metals away?"
"Hehe, Brother Nangong, you should laugh a little longer while you still have time. I'm afraid you might not be able to laugh later," Shangguan Wei'er said with a faint smile.
"Then I'll wait and see!" Something stirred in Nangong Wan's heart, but he kept smiling.
Where does this woman get her confidence?
Onstage, a referee noticed Jiang Hai's actions and could not help saying, "Contestant from