Reforging Sun Moon's glory is my bounden duty, declares Xiao Hongchen (8K, thank you, everyone)

"Hmph. In that case, don't wait until our Sun Moon Empire has mastered the method of producing thousand refinement metal before realizing it's too late for regrets."

An enormous quantity of top-grade rare metals, plus a Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell-even that offer had failed to move Chen Ping. Jing Hongchen understood that the boy was like a turtle that had swallowed an iron weight: his mind was set in iron. He said no more.

Chen Ping also felt rather regretful at that moment.

If Jing Hongchen had wanted anything other than the method of producing thousand refinement metal, he would have been more than happy to make the trade and agree to his terms.

By then, Jing Hongchen had begun his enthusiastic farewell speech, seemingly completely unaffected by the failed negotiation, as though all his earlier expressions had been an act.

But Chen Ping only needed a furtive glance at Jing Hongchen's still faintly blue knuckles to know that the calm expression he wore on the podium was his real disguise.

"His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived."

Following the announcement, armor clanked as a large contingent of soldiers rapidly poured in from outside.

These soldiers all wore gleaming silver full plate armor and looked imposing and formidable. At a glance, they were clearly the Sun Moon Empire's imperial guards.

Behind the silver-armored soldiers came a unit of soldiers in light armor.

Most were over thirty, with steady, composed bearings, and numbered no more than fifty in total.

But the moment they appeared, many of Shrek's students found their pupils trembling.

Soul engineers-fully armed soul engineers.

The fighting strength of such an army of soul engineers naturally went without saying.

Xu Tianran, crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire, slowly entered the Sun Moon Empire's vast training ground