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Seeing that it was a familiar young face, Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Go out, you're done quenching iron, you still want to be a swordsmith after this hardship?" Lin Ding raised his eyebrows, and the lesson was full of meaning.

Lin Yuan just watched from the sidelines and didn't make a sound.

"There's something going on at home," Demon Zangfeng said calmly.

"Hmph, what is more important than striking iron, you are not allowed to go anywhere without completing the quenching of iron, and you can't eat", Lin Ding crossed his arms and said in a commanding tone.

In fact, although it is stipulated on the surface that the quenching iron has not been completed, and it is not allowed to move around without permission, it is not forbidden to eat, and if it is mixed, this rule can also be ignored, so Lin Ding at this time seems to be a little excessive.

Listening to his tone of pertinence everywhere, Demon Zangfeng frowned slightly, he had only met him once.

"It's useless to waste all your strength", Lin Yuan suddenly sneered, and turned his head and walked towards the gate of the sword casting office.

Demon Zangfeng was a little puzzled when he heard it, what happened to these people eating gunpowder.

However, in the blink of an eye, Demon Zangfeng understood some of Lin Yuan's words, and the husband was not guilty.

I didn't expect to be said to be born with divine powers, and there was such a crime.

At this moment, another sword-forging apprentice walked over, with a smile on his face, "Brother Ding, I'll go out first, come to quench iron in the afternoon, and make an appointment at noon."

"Again, don't be sucked up by the little ladies of Huancai Pavilion, you can't even hold a hammer in the afternoon", Lin Ding said in a strange voice.

"Hehe, where, my second brother is majestic", the tall and wide sword-casting apprentice was not embarrassed, and straightened his lower abdomen.

"Your three or two things are still showing off in front of me", Lin Ding waved his hand, signaling that he would help him register and leave.

The two of them talked like no one was talking like nobody, and they didn't care about the demon hiding Feng on the side.

When the man left, Demon Zangfeng's brows furrowed even more, "How can he leave", Demon Zangfeng said expressionlessly.

"Hey, who can leave and still need you to teach me?" Lin Ding snorted coldly at first, and then smiled sarcastically, "People have been working hard for six years, and they are old qualifications, of course this requirement can be met, what about you? What else can you do besides eating here and waiting for death?"

Lin Ding's words were undisguised and very harsh.

Many people who were close to Lin Ding's casting platform mostly cast their eyes, and when they saw that it was Demon Zangfeng, they were all mixed with gloating eyes.

Although they didn't know why this kid offended Lin Ding, many of them were saddened, so they happily watched the jokes.

Coupled with the name of "innate divine power", they had no sympathy but jealousy, even though this kid was about the same age as their child.

When Demon Zangfeng heard this, he couldn't deny it, and he didn't bother to spend it with him, so he said directly, "I've quenched iron..."

Before Demon Zangfeng finished speaking, Lin Ding waved his hand impatiently, "Don't challenge my patience, go back and continue to strike iron, don't think about going back when you can't survive the unitary."

The unitary hour is equivalent to five o'clock in the afternoon, and the working hours of the sword-forging apprentice are from seven o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, this kid came very early, which made Lin Ding's efforts in vain, so he was even more unaccustomed to the young man in front of him.

Hearing his words, Demon Zangfeng felt a little angry in his heart.

Some details of the Sword Casting Institute, I had just talked with Lin Yue and Lin Sihei, and I knew that the rules were not so strict, and it was clear that the middle-aged man in front of me deliberately made things difficult for him.

He is not made by a clay man, and the clay man has three points of fire, let alone him.

Since he doesn't give himself a good face, Demon Zangfeng won't use his hot face to stick to his cold buttocks, and his voice is also cold, "Register"

This reaction greatly surprised Lin Ding's expectations, and even made him want to laugh.

Lin Ding is twenty dozen irons, now thirty-two, a full twelve years, only mixed into this position, who sees him not shouting Brother Ding, even if he gives others small shoes to wear, they dare not speak, and they have never dared to speak up like this kid, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

"This time, I don't care", Lin Ju looked at the demon hidden feng condescendingly, and a sword yuan fluctuation of the five forgings of the sword disciple in his body burst out.

If it was because of Lin Yuan's commission that he "deliberately took care" of this kid with natural divine power at the beginning, then from now on, he really doesn't like it.

He had even figured out that as long as he couldn't forge the highest standard of quenched iron in a day, he would keep deducting the boy's funds, and as for where to go, of course, he would keep it for himself.

Glancing up and down at the miscellaneous outfit of Demon Hidden Feng, he became more and more unscrupulous in his heart, and his whole method was scurrying around.

Recently, some money has been difficult to collect, should I take this kid under the knife, and let some people who think that they have been fighting iron for a few years and don't put him in their hearts will have some color.

"Register, I've already quenched the iron", in the face of the sword yuan that Lin Ding deliberately released, Demon Zangfeng didn't even blink his eyelids.

"Do you want to...", only halfway through his mouth, Lin Ding stopped abruptly, "What did you say", this time he frowned.

"I've quenched the iron," Youzangfeng repeated.

After Demon Zangfeng finished speaking, Lin Ding smiled coldly, "Boy, do you know what happens when you lie about quenching iron, deprive the sword forging apprentice of his qualifications, fine him three thousand silver, and hand it over to the clan precept to deal with."

He didn't say anything alarmist this time, this is a matter that is forbidden by words, the Lin clan is very serious about casting a piece, and will not be soft on some people who want to fish in troubled waters.

"I have quenched the iron", in the face of Lin Ding's threat, Demon Zangfeng was still light.

Looking at the unmoved Demon Zangfeng, this time it was Lin Ding's turn to be a little unpredictable, he had seen people for many years, so he could naturally see that the kid in front of him had something to rely on.

After looking at the clothes of the demon hidden feng again, it was undoubtedly the decoration of the miscellaneous servant, and he smiled coldly, "Lead the way, if you don't meet my standards, you know how serious the consequences are"

He naturally didn't believe that Demon Zangfeng really quenched iron, and it was not easy for a sword-forging apprentice to touch the discolored fur, let alone quench the iron.

It was decided that the demon Zangfeng was just holding face, at most smoothing the edges and corners, his eyes narrowed, and he couldn't see his expression.

If the swordsmith apprentice he had blackmailed saw it, his hair would stand on end, and this action meant that his stomach was beginning to run bad again.

Unmoved, Demon Zangfeng walked directly to his casting table.

The movements of the two attracted a lot of attention, and many people who saw Lin Ding's sneer brought sympathy and schadenfreude.

This kid is in big trouble.

"The old rule, a piece of iron, I bet that kid will be extorted twenty taels of silver"

"One piece is too little, two pieces, I bet thirty taels"

"Good"