"Ah, Master, you're finally here. "The host of this banquet, a respected old man in Earth Street, Jace, immediately said enthusiastically.www.biquge.info

In just a moment, the entire hall fell silent, and then countless eyes shot straight in the direction of the gate where Caesar was!

"That person is the other than Shiloh this time...... That mysterious and anomalous masked blacksmith?"

Everyone looked at Caesar, trying to see something behind his generous robe and the mask on his face.

There is caution, curiosity, hostility, and suspicion in these eyes.

Eyes have real power, especially in moments like this, and they are as burning as a flame.

However, Caesar miraculously found that he was not nervous and panicked, and the banquet was brilliantly lit, and under the luxurious overhead lights were the red carpet, long tables, food, drinks, respectful and professional waiters, and well-dressed guests.

This was something Caesar had never seen before, and it should have been more confusing than the brutality of the battle.

But Caesar, as if he had faced such a scene countless times, had only peace in his heart.

"Please get in, Master. Moffett whispered beside him.

Caesar nodded, and according to his own choice, or rather Russell, he now wore a mask on his face, representing the identity of the masked blacksmith.

He calmly thought about what Russell had told him before, took a breath, and then moved.

The first step was to step on the hem of the robe, and Caesar stumbled forward when he arrived.

"Be careful. Moffett froze for a moment, instinctively reaching out to help.

As a result, he was led by Caesar, and he staggered forward.

Then, Caesar, who failed to stabilize his body in time, fell to the ground in embarrassment under the gaze of hundreds of guests at the scene, and fell in front of the stunned Moffett.

Although he bounced off the ground as soon as he could, he showed extraordinary physical reaction speed, and quickly straightened his clothes to hide his panic and embarrassment.

But who was not a clear-eyed person at the scene? Everyone saw the legendary mysterious craftsman, who had just entered the hall because he had stepped on his robe in a panic and lost his temper!

"This ...... This ......" was also caught off guard by Moffett's experience and insight.

Caesar pretended to be relaxed and said, "All right, let's go in together." ”

"Oh, oh, good...... Good. Moffett had a strange look on his face.

The venue had become quieter, quieter than Caesar had seen before. Caesar felt the changed taste, sighed in his heart, and thought: Old man Russell, you are ruthless!

Yes, this wrestling after admission was arranged by Russell in advance.

In order to fall realistically enough, and appropriately show the well-disguised panic and nervousness, Caesar, under Russell's supervision and guidance, has already gone through countless exercises.

Russell did not explain the reason for this arrangement, but Caesar actually had a guess in his heart, probably not wanting the focus of the banquet to focus on himself as a craftsman from the beginning.

After all, people tend to be very curious about mysterious people. But with such a fall, everyone's senses about themselves are completely different......

"So that's the guy? another blacksmith besides Shiloh?"

Cassadine was still chewing a lobster in his mouth, spit out the shrimp shell, and asked the green eyes beside him with a strange face, "That fall is very real, I read it right, that guy didn't mean to wrestle, right?"

"It doesn't look like a fake fall. The green eyes, which have always been well-behaved and quiet, inevitably reveal a strange aura.

Many of the guests reacted at this time, and couldn't help but let out a good-natured laugh, they used to think that he was a great craftsman with a mysterious origin, but now it seems that he is a person who has not seen much of the world.

In the minds of many people, I can't help but sketch such an image: I have stayed at home for many years, I only like to strike iron, and I have inadvertently studied great iron-making skills and achieved divine craftsmanship, but I am almost useless except for iron-making, and my life ability is seriously insufficient, and even my interpersonal skills have been seriously lost......

Of course, there are not without cautious people, such as Shiloh.

He stared at Caesar, who had officially entered the hall accompanied by Moffitt, and asked Boling beside him in a low voice: "Second uncle, what was his fall just now—"

"Not on purpose. Boling affirmed.

Hearing what Bo Lin, who was a colonel of the empire, said this, Shiloh had no doubts in his heart, and was silent for a while before he sighed a little complicatedly, and said: "I thought it was a strong enemy, but I didn't expect it to be such a person...... That's really ...... Is...... Well, I don't know what to say. ”

Speechless, that's how Shiloh really feels.

But admittedly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the opponent is such a person who has not seen much of the world, so he will not ruin his plan, and Shilok does not think that he will lose to a dirt bun.

Bolin glanced at his nephew and reminded, "Don't be careless, such a person may not be a threat in politics, but it's hard to say how good his iron-striking skills are." You know, some of the tendons are idiots in other ways, but they can be amazing in some way. ”

Boling also imagined Caesar as the kind of "simple iron-striking maniac".

When Shiloh heard this, his face couldn't help but turn pale, and he nodded in response: "Yes, I won't slack off." ”

On the other side, Jace still had a smile on his face, but secretly used magic to communicate with the other high-level officials of Earth Street: "What's the matter? Such a person, how could he not investigate his true identity before?"

A voice smiled bitterly and secretly responded: "Probably because the scope of our investigation is still relatively high-end, and we have not screened it among the broadest civilian class. ”

At that stage, it is very likely that his identity will be found directly in person. "Jace is very thoughtful, so he is still skeptical.

"I don't know. The secret voice said with some hesitation, "Maybe this is a fool who has a fool's luck? Coincidence that the fall just now can't be fake, right?"

"Okay......"

Jace still felt a little awkward in his heart, but he couldn't care about it so much now.

The masked blacksmith entered the arena accompanied by Moffett, and many details revealed that he really had never seen a similar big scene, such as standing there, what posture he should stand, what attitude and breath he should put on, to express whether he wanted to talk to people or wanted to be alone for a while...... None of this is known.

He seemed to want to eat the dessert ice cream on the table when he saw it, but the next moment he made a strange gesture - he raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, which was really more than two.

But it was true that Jace had misunderstood Caesar.

Caesar didn't lose his temper when he saw the dessert ice cream, it was the little guy on his shoulder who was about to eat it, and Caesar had to reach out and hold it firmly.

"It seems that Wen Yuan's worries are actually unnecessary. Somewhere at the banquet, Zhuo Yi smiled and whispered, looking at Caesar with a slight disdain.

Zhuo Yi, who was still a teenager, was extremely tall, even stronger than the two middle-aged guards behind Nono.

He has always been the top figure in the younger generation of the Forest Clan, but first in the unified examination, he was severely defeated by Caesar, and then he heard that a person at the level of a god craftsman who may not be very old was a big blow to Zhuo Yi. He knew that no matter how talented he was, no matter how he claimed to be "one of the best inheritors of Taimo martial arts", he couldn't compare to a divine craftsman.

Although this matter actually has nothing to do with Zhuoyi, he just doesn't feel comfortable and refuses to admit that it's actually a kind of jealousy.

Well, now, a divine craftsman, even if he is skilled, has no brains, no knowledge and no bearing, after all, he is just a craftsman, nothing unusual.

Zhuo Yi said this to himself in his heart.

Wen Yuan said politely: "Don't say that, maybe the real person doesn't show up, and I can't make a conclusion yet." ”

But judging from the smile on the corner of his mouth when he said this, he obviously had the same thought in his heart as Zhuo Yi.

Wen Yuan put down such a big stone in his heart, so that he began to have time to pay attention to Zhuo Yi's affairs, he glanced at Nuo Nuo, who was standing with Wen Jing in the distance, and asked Zhuo Yi seemingly casually: "By the way, I haven't officially met Her Royal Highness the Third Princess, can you help introduce me?"

Zhuo Yi's face was slightly unnatural, but he covered it well, and said with a smile: "Next time." ”

Wen Yuan showed a regretful look on his face and said, "That's it, okay, then next time." ”

"Nuo Nuo, Wen Yuan and Zhuo Yi were looking at us just now. Red was grinning in Nono's ear.

"Oh. Nono pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer, but continued to look with interest at Caesar, who had found an inconspicuous corner to stand still a little stiffly, thinking that although the fall just now was so realistic, why did it always feel a bit like a fake fall?

There are so many people in the audience, and there are many seniors whose real strength is stronger than Nono, but the person who faintly saw Caesar's fake fall was only Nono.

Taimo's fighting skills are known as the number one in the Forest Clan, and Nono's talent and attainments in this area are really high, even stronger than Zhuo Yi and her sister.

It is precisely because he is proficient in martial arts and observes the most subtle movements of the human body that Nuno can see the slightest abnormality.

But it's just a suspicion, Russell's training of Caesar is too powerful.

Wen Jing on the side was also in a good mood, she had prepared extremely powerful means for tonight, and everything was based on the assumption of the worst-case scenario that the second divine craftsman was standing opposite, but now it was okay, even if the unknown divine craftsman really stood on the opposite side, Wen Jing felt that it was not so terrifying.

"Teacher Filo, can you see something?" Wen Jing turned her head with a smile, wanting to ask Philo what he thought of the miracle craftsman's funny fall, but he was suddenly stunned.

I saw that Philo's face was indescribably unnatural, as if he had just seen a ghost, so pale that there was no blood, in Wen Jing's impression, the young and promising teacher Philo had never been so out of shape.

Philo, or Hughes, was looking over Caesar's shoulder.

In Hughes's vision, and only in Hughes's vision, there was not empty air, but a cute little dragon squatting, twisting its ass and struggling to eat the food on the table, flapping its wings dissatisfied, expressing its protest against its master, stupid and cute.

"So yes...... Caesar?" Hughes thought, his eyes slightly dazed.