"Senior, the fire poison within you runs too deep, and although you are said to be a Sixth Grade Forging Master, I'm afraid you aren't even capable of Fifth Grade forging now, are you?"
Feng Wuchen speculated, his keen vision allowing him to instantly discern Master He's condition.
Master He looked at Feng Wuchen with shock written all over his face, unable to speak for a long time.
Inside the cave, the many cultivators were frightened out of their wits, faces white as sheets.
Master He was considered a representative Forging Master of the areas surrounding Xuanhuo City and was known as a Forging Grandmaster.
This showed just how proud an achievement Master He had in the field of forging.
Yet now, Feng Wuchen was saying that Master He couldn't even manage Fifth Grade forging, wasn't this an insult to Master He?
"Has this kid gotten too arrogant? Does he really think defeating Zhao Haiyun is such a big deal? He even dares to insult Master He!"
