You sure have the cheek to threaten me!

The entire room shook as the voice thundered through, splitting eardrums along the way. It was a peculiar-looking room, stretching over three hundred square meters in area and made entirely of metal. Be it the chair, the table, or the equipment, all of it was metal. It was a futuristic metal world in here.

The voice belonged to a tall man with long legs and lean muscles. His thick black hair accentuated his features, drawing out his chiseled jawline and fierce gaze. It was hard to guess his age from his appearance alone.

He didnt look to be more than thirty years old, but his eyes betrayed the wisdom of one had had experienced many decades. The hair at his temples was a snowy white, contrasting with the rest of his dark mane.

But most striking of all were his hands. They were much larger than an ordinary persons. The joints were inconspicuous, fair and slender like a maidens, and his palms were as translucent as jade.

But his eyes. They blazed like fire.

Thats right! Im threatening you! chirped a middle-aged man, his lips revealing a carefree and daring smile.

If Tang Wulin were here to witness this scene, he would hardly believe his eyes.

Currently, his mild and refined teacher looked the part of a ruffian.

The grinning man was, without a doubt, the President of Eastsea Blacksmiths Association and the Skysea Alliances greatest blacksmith, Mu Chen!

When you said you wanted to move to that city where even the birds wont shit at, I let you have your way. The Skysea Alliances economy is thriving under your guidance, yet now youre telling me that you want to resign? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? The black-haired mans voice was thick with irritation. He gritted his teeth as he settled the raging fire of his thoughts.

Why does this guy get my blood boiling every time I see him?

Mu Chen was all smiles. Its precisely because the Skysea Alliance is on the right track that they dont need me anymore! So I want to resign now. Im a Saint Blacksmith, and I want to one day become a Divine Blacksmith. Zhen Hua, youve already eaten your fill, so you dont understand what its like to still be hungry. This whole time Ive been slowing consolidating my foundation in preparation to attack the next level.

Bullshit! Youre not even a Title Douluo yet. Trying to become a Divine Blacksmith now is nonsense. Tell me your actual reason otherwise I wont allow you to resign.

The smile on Mu Chens lips gained a touch of mischief. He eyed Zhen Hua, the President of the Douluo Continent Blacksmiths Association and the only Divine Blacksmith on the continent. Whatever. I dont care if you approve or not anymore. Im leaving.

Mu Chen rose from his seat and made for the door.

Get back here! In a flash, Zhen Hua threw his body in front of Mu Chen, obstructing his path.

Ill allow it, but you have to give me a legitimate reason first. In case you didnt realize, I still need to give an explanation to the other high-ranking members in the Association! As one of the Associations pillars, how can you just leave like this? Zhen Hua shook a finger at him. Voice growing louder by the second. What do you want me to do? Arent we brothers? I cant believe you would just abandon me like this. Have you no conscience?

Mu Chens eye twitched. Dont try that with me. It wont work. Weve known each other for far too long for you to play that kind of game. Alright. Fine. Ill give you some face. I wont completely resign, but I want you to transfer me to another branch. Ive been in the outskirts of the continent for too long now. I want to live in the core of the continent. He placed a hand to his chin, giving off the impression of thinking hard. You know, Shrek City seems pretty nice. Make me the president of the branch over there. If you do, Ill stay in the Association. If you dont, then I guess its time for me to go.

You want to be the president of the Shrek City branch? Was this your aim all along? Just as Mu Chen understood him, he understood Mu Chen.

Well, it wasnt hard for this to be so. They had known each other since childhood and became blacksmiths together. Both were geniuses, inspiring the awe of those around them. There were many similarities between them. And while they were best friends, they were also rivals.

In fact, they had even fallen in love with the same girl.

In the end, the two were faced with a difficult choice: chase the dream or chase love.Zhen Hua chose to further his career. Mu Chen chose to marry the girl.

Mu Chen wasnt at the remote Eastsea City just because it was his hometown.

Fine. Go to Shrek City then. But let me remind you of what sort of place Shrek City is. All associations are weak there because of Shrek Academys influence. Dont forget, Shreks own Blacksmiths Association houses that lunatic. You need to be careful if youre going there. You and that old lunatic are at the same blacksmithing level, but in a fight? Not even ten of you could match one of him. Dont provoke him.

Mu Chen smiled wryly. So what if he gets angry? Dont I have your backing? If he troubles me, Ill just throw him your way.

The corner of Zhen Huas mouth began to twitch. Do I owe you something?

Thats right!

Taken aback, Zhen Hua forced out a bitter laugh. Fine, fine. You win. Is Baoer doing well?

Shes doing great, chirped Mu Chen.

Zhen Hua scratched the back of his head. You always know how to take advantage of people. Back then, if it wasnt for Oh whatever. Im done with you. Ill just treat this as a favor to you and your wife. When do you plan on leaving for Shrek City?

Immediately, Mu Chen answered. If he didnt hurry, he was afraid his disciple would be swiped right under his nose.

Is Little Xi going with you too? Zhen Hua asked.

Yeah. My daughter and wife are coming along. Can you pull some strings to get Little Xi into Shrek Academy?

Zhen Huas cheek twitched again. Why are you blabbering that like thats an easy thing to do?

But isnt it? said Mu Chen, wiggling his eyebrows.

Simple? The room shook once more from thundering voice. Youre just trying to make me suffer, arent you?

Thats right!

Get out! Get out now! I dont want to see your smug face any longer!

What are you doing? Tang Wulin watched as Yuanen washed some items in front of the tap, eyes curious.

Hes already cleaning so early in the morning? Is he a clean freak?

Yuanen held a dour expression, gaze settling on the younger boy. An annoying pest came, so I switched rooms. Now I need to clean.

Yue Zhengyu?

You know about it? Suspicion peppered Yuanens expression.

Yeah. I heard it from him. You guys are in the same class anyway.

Yuanen nodded. I dont want anything to do with him.

Is he in the dormitory now?

Yeah.

Tang Wulin smiled. Then Ill go welcome our new fellow working student. With that, he made his way to Yuanens old room.

Yuanen frowned while watching him leave. For some reason, he had the gut feeling Tang Wulin was up to no good. Well, hes scheming against Yue Zhengyu, so its fine.

Once he reached his destination, Tang Wulin knocked on the door.

Who is it? After opening the door, Yue Zhengyu was surprised to come face to face with Tang Wulin.

I heard youve moved in, so I came to welcome you.

Come on in. Yue Zhengyu didnt seem at all happy.

This was because after exploring the entire dormitory, Yue Zhengyu came to a depressing realization. The conditions here were far too shabby for a young master like him.

But true to his proud nature, he found it impossible to abandon a plan halfway through. And if Yuanen could live here, then so could he!

Yue Zhengyus dorm room was like Tang Wulins, simple and practical. It was already quite clean, a sign of Yuanens previous efforts. He sat on the side of his bed.

Sorry, I dont have much to entertain guests with yet. Just take a seat wherever you can. Ive got to say though, the living conditions for you working students are absolutely horrible.

Tang Wulin shruggedYoure a working student now too, you know. Well, theres nothing we can do about it. Well just have to suffer some hardships. Oh right, theres something I wanted to talk to you about. Maybe youll be interested.

What is it?

Tang Wulin extended both his hands, and in a flash of light, two pieces of metal appeared in his palms.

The moment the metals materialized, light scattered off of them into an array of bright specks, painting the room like a sea of stars.

Yue Zhengyus eyes lit up at the sight. This is meteoric iron? With his background, there was no way he wouldnt recognize what was in front of him.