Tao Yunchi felt his face heat up, as if he’d been ruthlessly slapped. He felt like a clown. After all that jumping around, he only managed to hurt himself.

Jiang Li was silent too.

Su Yi’s attainments in the Dao of Forging were so lofty that even Yu Shuya respected and admired him. How many in the Great Xia could say the same?

Even ignoring his cultivation, his forging skills alone were enough to warrant the Jiang Family taking him seriously!

Even in Nine Tripod City, someone with such skill could easily become the VIP guest of any of the various major factions!

When he saw that Su Yi was about to leave, Yu Wenshu suddenly said, “Fellow Daoist Su, please wait up!”

The look on Jiang Li’s beautiful face shifted.

Her companions, however, seemed excited.

Except for Qiu Hengkong, who inwardly cried out.

Before Su Yi could say anything, Yu Shuya frowned. “Yu Wenshu, can you give me face and let this matter end here?”

Yu Wenshu said, “Grandmaster Yu, please don’t put me in a tough spot.”

His massive frame was covered in hemp clothing, and his gaze was cold, resolute, and sharp as the edge of a sword. His expression...