Chapter 767: Chapter 764: Master Blacksmith Deng Shulan
Upon seeing Huang Feihu’s figure, Huang Qisheng did not rush to speak first, believing that the recent conversation had reached his father’s ears word for word.
Similarly, Huang Feihu did not immediately open his mouth, but scrutinized the heir he had appointed, his gaze containing unspeakable and complex emotions.
Father and son stood there, neither in a hurry to speak, as if time stopped in the exquisite study.
After a long while, Huang Feihu spoke indifferently: "This time, you were too impatient."
As he said this, there was no significant fluctuation in Huang Feihu’s expression, just like his tone, and there was no hint of reproach.
However, Huang Qisheng still felt a chill in his heart, and respectfully replied: "Father’s lesson is well-received!"
Huang Feihu continued: "You are still inexperienced with such situations, like a negotiation scene in a movie, where both parties wear sunglasses for many occasions. Do you know why?"
"To prevent the opponent from reading information from their eyes!" Huang Qisheng knew Huang Feihu was deliberately alerting him, so he responded honestly.
"Exactly!"
Huang Feihu casually closed the book on the desk and said, "I’m telling you this not to have you wear sunglasses, because for a true expert, any subconscious reaction can reveal information."
"Indeed, I was too reckless this time!" Huang Qisheng’s gentle attitude emerged again as he seriously admitted his mistakes without any defense or excuses.
This attitude greatly pleased Huang Feihu, so he did not blame him excessively, just gently patting Huang Qisheng’s shoulder for comfort.
"Making mistakes is not an issue; what’s important is to remember them and ensure you don’t repeat similar ones, only then can you shoulder the responsibility of the Huang Family!"
Huang Feihu’s voice resounded, prompting Huang Qisheng to hurriedly agree and remember it.
"However, every situation has two sides; there is no absolute bad thing," Huang Feihu said. "Although you didn’t bring back Lao Jiu and Shisan this time, we at least know the opponent’s intentions."
At this point, Huang Feihu’s eyes showed a trace of confidence: "In this way, it is simply beneficial; we just need to set the trap and wait for that Zhong Family young master to step in."
"Ninth brother and Shisan are still in his hands, he might threaten us..."
Huang Qisheng’s straightforward reminder fell on deaf ears in the confident Huang Feihu, who directly interrupted: "Since he made clear he’s after our family heirloom, it shows he has certain needs."
"I dare to say, as long as the pendant is with us, Lao Jiu and Shisan are entirely safe!"
At this point, Huang Qisheng needed to say no more, and he didn’t need to worry about setting up the Heaven and Earth Net either.
In Huang Qisheng’s view, with the high-ranking Seventh Uncle presiding over the Huang Family, there is no need to set traps or mechanisms at all.
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Late at night, a woman swiftly and deftly leaped across the rooftops, finally stopping in front of a small yard, ready to knock the door ring.
However, just as the woman raised her hand, the two wooden doors opened by themselves, and candlelight illuminated the originally dark room, reflecting a shadow standing by the window.
The woman was greatly startled but then smiled bitterly as she stepped into the courtyard.
"You girl, not sleeping in the middle of the night, coming to me, I suppose you’re here to claim your reward?"
The woman in the courtyard was Ji Dantong, and upon hearing the voice from inside the house, she hurriedly bowed: "Forgive me for disturbing late at night, Master Deng, please forgive me!"
"Come in to talk!"
As soon as the words fell, the door opened like the courtyard’s wooden doors, as if silently inviting Ji Dantong, yet she knew it was all Master Deng’s doing.
This master skilled in weapon forging, named Deng Shulan, though aged, her bronzed skin and muscular build made her look like a trained warrior.
But those who know her understand that Deng Shulan is not as rough as she seems; she is incredibly meticulous in thought.
This can be glimpsed from the masterpieces she has forged.
The weapons made by her hand perfectly match their owners, allowing maximum combat power and significantly reducing the time needed for synergy.
It is said that Deng Shulan once forged a Divine Weapon with an Artifact Spirit for herself, the specific reason is related to an early romance, and some stories circulated within the sect.
For instance, Deng Shulan was once a loyal young woman growing up amidst the clang of metal in a smithy, her heart as steadfast as stone, never changing after choosing her beloved.
After persistent efforts, her childhood sweetheart finally walked into the marriage chamber with her.
Logically, this marked a happy ending to a love story, but since it’s a story, it inevitably includes a twist.
Soon, Deng Shulan discovered that her beloved quietly had another woman, and that mistress even brazenly advertised it.
"Deng Shulan, that woman who looks like a man, her husband once told me in bed he couldn’t bear her without turning off the lights!"
"Her husband also said Deng Shulan likes it best when she’s on top moving herself..."
"Anyone who marries her is truly unlucky."
Words like these spread to Deng Shulan’s ears through people around her.
Even though Deng Shulan always denied them, deep down she acknowledged them because those unpleasant words reflected some truths.
These private matters between a couple couldn’t have been disclosed unless someone deliberately said them, and who else could it be but obvious...
When the situation escalated, with her heart in ashes, Deng Shulan fiercely pushed her once cherished husband into the furnace during one forging session.
Since then, the formerly kind and gentle Deng Shulan ceased to exist; instead, she embarked on the martial path, vowing to kill any faithless person she encountered, regardless of gender!
Legend has it, when Deng Shulan joined the sect, the weapon in her hand caused quite a stir, even prompting the sect leader back then to accept her exceptionally, setting her on the path of Artifact Refining.
Of course, these are merely stories, as Ji Dantong herself has never seen this top weapon-crafting Master Deng wield a weapon.
Upon entering the room, seeing Deng Shulan’s signature bronze skin, Ji Dantong respectfully saluted: "Master Deng, sorry to disturb you!"
