Heaven No.7 Forge, deliberately built in a thinly populated area.
No training halls or teaching buildings can be found within five kilometers around it, thus there are very few passers-by.
As a result, on the side of the spacious road, three men, two tall and one short, two thin and one strong, remained silent.
Da Mu'er and Sikong Wei were really curious.
What kind of Fond Spirit had this young man, who held an Assistant Instructor Badge, entered into a contract with?
But they also captured Ye Hanjun's elusive unwillingness to answer.
Due to the friction from the last encounter, neither of them felt comfortable enough to let go of their dignity and keep asking him.
"It's eight o'clock, why hasn't Master Tu arrived?"
There was a clock tower not far away, the pendulum on it emitted a dull sound, exactly eight times.
