"A place where the strong ones from the Upper Epoch dwelt in seclusion?" Ji Yourong mumbled to herself, then suddenly shook with disbelief, staring incredulously at the high-tech Yang Zhen.
"Master Yang, is your... village, like this place?" she asked.
Yang Zhen, looking extremely bewildered, was barely able to keep up his act. He had no idea if Yang Zhen's village was a place where the strong from the Upper Epoch lived in seclusion. Damn, he was just a knock-off, not even able to pass as a high-quality fake.
When Yang Zhen saw that the high-tech Yang Zhen was about to slip up, he chuckled and said, "What does he know? I've been there a few times. The old fellows in the village are almost in their graves due to age, how could they be any big shots? But the blacksmith at the entrance of the village seems pretty impressive."
"The blacksmith?" Senior Brother Lu exclaimed. "Is he really a Grandmaster of Artifact Refining?"
