"It's too thick here, use more strength to hammer it a few more times ... Over, over, it's too thin, do it again ... Why are you so stupid, a Grandmaster expert? you can't even forge iron well, you've lived all these years in vain ..."
Ling Gusong really wanted to smash him into a pulp with his hammer.""You know that I'm a Grandmaster, but what does this have to do with blacksmithing? who said that those who have lived long must know how to forge? what kind of bullsh * t logic is this?
Ling Gusong didn't do it in the end. For the Supreme-grade righteous pill, he would endure it.
Ling Gusong accidentally took a step toward the Ninja Turtle.
Ling Gusong was a Grandmaster, yet he had been reduced to being a Coolie for a mere martial artist in the great fulfilment. This was a first in history.
Li shaoqiu's crow-like voice rang out continuously as an extra-large alchemy furnace took shape. Ling Gusong threw away the iron hammer, spread his arms, and fell to the ground.
