Amazing!
That was the only thought that crossed Tang Wulins mind as he gobbled down the rice and tendon. The plate of thousand-year land dragon tendon disappeared in a flash, along with six bowls of moonlight rice.
The chef, a wizened man in his fifties, had smiled happily as he watched Tang Wulin eat in the beginning, but by the end, his delight changed into astonishment. This kid really knows how to eat!
Though his servings were a far cry from their usual abundance, the moonlight rice and dragon tendons were much more nutritious than ordinary food. A single grain of moonlight rice would be enough to satisfy an ordinary person for a day. Tang Wulin still craved for more after six bowls.
Sensing Tang Wulins blood essence growing stronger with each bite, the chef jokingly thought to himself that all of the food was being turned into blood essence.
A while later, after soup was served and Tang Wulin finished his seventh bowl of rice, he looked up at the chef. Uncle, is there any more?
The chef didnt know what kind of expression he should make. You can even eat more than the President! Theres nothing left.
Tang Wulin put down his bowl with a whimper.
Youre really still hungry?
Yeah. My stomach is only a bit more than half full. Well, Ill be fine. But what is Uncle-master going to eat?
The chef flashed Tang Wulin a thumbs up, then stood up and walked back to the small kitchen in the back. Wait a bit.
Meanwhile, Zhen Hua was busy pacing the floor in a different room as Tang Wulin had been stuffing his gut.
Mu Chen, I cant believe you! he shouted into his soul communicator the moment the call connected, his voice an octave higher than usual.
On the other end of the line, Mu Chen felt his heartbeat quicken. Is something wrong? Whats going on?
Zhen Hua sneered. You have the nerve to ask me that? Are you telling me you didnt deliberately send your disciple here to stir up some trouble?
Disciple? Mu Chens pitch rose as well. Did you meet Wulin?
Who else could I be talking about? Sarcasm dripped from Zhen Huas words.
The line went silent.
Say something! When did you pick up such an incredible kid? Zhen Hua asked. The calm expression he had shown Tang Wulin was but a facade. It had taken all of his willpower from to hide the shock from his face. There was no way a Divine Blacksmith such as himself didnt understand the significance of a fourteen-year-old fifth-rank blacksmith.
Tang Wulin had a sturdy foundation, good wits, and a godly talent for blacksmithing. All of this Zhen Hua had discerned from Tang Wulins handling of the cloud gold hammers.
Tang Wulin was destined to become the next generations Divine Blacksmith! As long as he grew steadily, this was inevitable. Of course, that meant he had to become a Titled Douluo. However, it was much easier for blacksmiths to become Titled Douluos than for combat-oriented soul masters. They could simply use some heavenly treasures to boost them up to that level. Although this would result in an unstable foundation, they would still become a Titled Douluo and have the necessary soul power for their path to a Divine Blacksmith.
Aware of these facts, Zhen Hua wasnt worried about Tang Wulins growth as a soul master. He was one of the ten richest people on the continent. He had more than enough resources for the items necessary to nurture a prodigy like Tang Wulin. The sole issue so far had been finding one!
Dont even think about it! Mu Chen shouted back.
Mu Chen, Zhen Hua said gently.
Mu Chens laugh was thick with sarcasm, voice coming out gruff from the other side of the line. Dont bother. I already know all about your tricks.
Zhen Hua chuckled. Werent we once fellow apprentices?
Yes, we were. But that has nothing to do with this. In fact, Mu Chen understood Zhen Hua better than anyone else precisely because Zhen Hua was his senior brother.
Zhen Hua ignored the frost practically spreading through his speakers. Junior Brother! Dont you remember how we were back in the old days? We were praised as the two greatest prodigies of the blacksmithing world. Weve been through thick and thin together! Just tell me, didnt I take care of you as your senior brother?
But Mu Chen was an impenetrable fortress. Anything else is fine, but not my disciple!
Didnt I let you have my beloved Yuan Baoer back then? And now you have an adorable daughter thanks to that! What about me? I have no wife, and I never will. The only woman in my heart is Baoer. Do you have any idea how much it pained me to make that decision? I dont really want a disciple. I want a son that can look after me as I age! Zhen Hua cried, choking back sobs.
Mu Chen went silent.
Years ago, Zhen Hua, Yuan Baoer, and Mu Chen had been apprenticed to the same master together. Zhen Hua was the eldest disciple, followed by Mu Chen and Yuan Baoer in that order. Out of the trio, Yuan Baoer was the only girl. She had a mischievous personality and, compared to the others, was a bit of a slacker in learning blacksmithing. Even so, she was the target of affection for her two senior brothers. As the three grew up together, so did their emotions for each other. But in the end, Zhen Hua chose to dedicate his life to blacksmithing, and Yuan Baoer ended up with Mu Chen. In a sense, Zhen Hua truly had given her to Mu Chen. Blacksmithing had simply pulled ahead from the other important thing in his life, his beloved Yuan Baoer.
Still, Mu Chen felt guilty. He had no retort to Zhen Hua.
Eldest Brother, are you crying? a gentle voice interjected through the communicator.
A cold shiver traveled down Zhen Huas spine. Is that you, Baoer?
Eldest Brother, how about I kick Mu Chen to the curb then run over to you? she said sweetly.
No! Its fine! Zhen Hua answered immediately. Junior Sister, how could you say something like that? Mu Chen and I are brothers, I couldnt possibly
Then stop talking out of your ass! Dont call if you have nothing to say! Yuan Baoer shouted. A moment later, the dial tone played.
Zhen Hua didnt know how to react to all this.
On Mu Chens side, he stared at his wife, stupefied. He had never seen his wife act so violently before. She was usually mild-tempered.
Baoer, are you feeling alright? Mu Chen rubbed her forehead.
Yuan Baoer took advantage of this and sat on his lap, throwing her arms around his neck in a tight embrace. All traces of her previous temper were wiped off the face of the earth. Im fine. In fact, Im great! My kindness is only meant for you though.
Mu Chen looked at her curiously. What about Eldest Brother then?
Yuan Baoer snorted. I was just warning him not to use what happened back then to threaten you. Ive already kept it a secret for so many years for his sake, but it looks like he doesnt care about saving some face.
A blank look crossed Mu Chens face. What do you mean? What secret?
Yuan Baoer snickered. Do you really think he fearlessly chose to devote himself to blacksmithing back then? You dummy. Thats too naive! Eldest Brother is really cunning. He had long since asked me to marry him by that time. You were so oblivious about it! Eldest Brother is a good person, but hes too stubborn and ambitious. I couldnt love someone like that. I just wanted someone who I could have fun with. You might have been a bit dumb back then, but you were a lot more reliable than him. You only have me in your heart. If it had been him, then it would have been me and blacksmithing in his heart. And Im sure blacksmithing would have still placed higher than me. Who would choose a guy like him? So I told him I liked you. After that, he went into seclusion. I didnt mention any of this before only because I wanted to spare him the embarrassment.
Mu Chen was dumbstruck. At first, he couldnt believe what his wife was telling him, but as the seconds ticked by, the puzzle pieces started coming together.
No wonder you chose me. Youre definitely more suited for a laid-back lifestyle. You would never be able to devote your life to blacksmithing life Zhen Hua did. You broke contact from a lot of people when we moved to Eastsea City too! Some people even think you died.
Yuan Baoer smiled. I like this sort of simple life. Its enough as long as I have you and Little Xi.