The cheerful atmosphere that was welcoming Qian Jin back to the city suddenly became dense and solemn.
Marc Gavin didn't keep Fabreidis and the coffin in his warrior dimension. Instead, he placed the heavy coffin on his shoulder, quietly accepting everyone's stare.
"Young man…" Cheng Bupeng broke the silence, and he said, "You want to say that you will collide with Qian Family, right? I'm the president of the Central Blacksmith Union. I heard about your abilities from Yunxing Huisheng. I only want to tell you that I'm a blacksmith, and my eyes can only see the talented blacksmiths."
