With narrowed eyes, Cen Yue picked up Tang Wulin’s form. “Follow me.” He had to see for himself what level Mang Tian’s disciple had attained.
The so-called testing room was actually just a forging room. Naturally, a blacksmithing test needed to be conducted in a room such as this.
As soon as he entered the forging room, Tang Wulin’s nervousness eased a bit. The forging room was about the same as Mang Tian’s. This was the first time since he arrived he found himself within a familiar environment.
The surveyor was a middle aged woman who evidently knew Cen Yue. “Grandmaster Cen Yue, you’ve personally brought someone to take the test! I just heard that this child is only nine years old. If he was just a bit younger, he would be able to attack the President’s record.”
Cen Yue said, “We can talk after the test.”
