"This voice is …" In a corner of the square, an old man in a white robe looked at the door in shock as he heard a familiar voice.
The guild master and elder walked over, and the crowd made a path for them as the powerhouses of the major forces watched from afar.
"Hmm? This face looks familiar. Oh right, he's the Sky Shadow Pavilion's golden assassin, Wind Shadow! "
"It's really him! It can't be wrong! He actually dares to come to the Craftsmen Guild and cause trouble! And he's with Qiao Sanfeng. What's their relationship? "
"Destroying the Spirit Emperor Heaven's Spirit Stone Mine, massacring the Colored Glass Sect, and slaughtering the Moon God Palace's Heavenly Lord powerhouses. What else does Wind Shadow not dare to do?"
"What? Wind Shadow? He's the golden assassin, Wind Shadow? "
When the powerhouses of the major forces looked down, many of them recognized Feng Wuchen, and the people of Heaven Capital also learned of Feng Wuchen's identity.
"Palace Master, he's Wind Shadow!"
"Father! He's the one who hit me! It's him! I'm not mistaken! "Chi Yue pointed at Feng Wuchen and said angrily. She was about to attack.
But she was stopped by Qiu Qingshan, who stared coldly at Feng Wuchen and said, "This is the Craftsmen Guild. Don't interfere. Let them settle it themselves."
Qiu Qingshan frowned and asked, "Why is Qiao Sanfeng with Feng Wuchen?"
"Father, we can't let him leave the Craftsmen Guild alive!" Chi Yue gritted her teeth and said angrily.
"Don't worry, Miss. I'll keep an eye on him. He can't run away." The leader said respectfully. He was quite confident in his own strength.
Qiu Qingshan was the Palace Master of the Moon God Palace in Spirit Capital. His status was high, and naturally, he was invited by the guild.
In addition, there were also powerhouses from the Celestial Sect, Proud Cloud City, and other major forces of Spirit Capital.
Only the people of Spirit Capital had seen Feng Wuchen's face and portrait. The people of Heaven Capital had never seen him before. They had only heard of his name and deeds.
"What happened?" The guild master walked over and asked in a deep voice. An extremely majestic aura swept out, and it was breathtaking.
The guild master was an old man with white hair and beard. His name was White Soul. He was a Heavenly God powerhouse, and at the same time, a powerful craftsman.
"Greetings, President." Qiao Sanfeng hurriedly bowed.
The Deacon Elder hurriedly said, "Reporting to President, it's just a small misunderstanding. The guard and Feng Wuchen have some conflicts, but it won't affect the Refining Conference."
"President, let me tell you. The reason I taught them a lesson was firstly to let them know what respect is. Secondly, it was to let them know what their status is and what the status of an artificer is. They don't have the qualifications to insult or contradict an artificer. Thirdly, it was to tell them that it was only right for me to teach them a lesson." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"You are Feng Wuchen?" White Soul sized up Feng Wuchen and asked.
"I am," Feng Wuchen replied. In any case, his identity had already been exposed, so he wasn't afraid to say it out loud.
"Elder Qiao is only a blacksmith in the guild. At the same time, he is also the third elder of the Domain Chamber of Commerce. You should be clear about his position. President, you only need to tell me, in the Blacksmith Guild, who has a higher position, the blacksmith or the guards?" Feng Wuchen asked aggressively.
White Soul looked at the two injured guards and said in a deep voice, "Of course the blacksmith has a higher position."
Feng Wuchen smiled and said, "I can see that Elder Qiao is not welcomed in the guild, but the Blacksmith Guild has never cared. The Blacksmith Guild is famous in the Heaven Realm. Aren't you afraid that these guards will embarrass the guild? It's your calmness that makes these guards more and more arrogant. "
"President, they were late and wanted to force their way in." A heavily injured guard hurriedly said.
"Late? Has the Refining Conference started? Why can't I sense the slightest bit of refining aura? "Feng Wuchen asked back.
"…" White Soul and the rest were speechless.
Feng Wuchen then continued, "Elder Qiao's position in the Chamber of Commerce is equivalent to the elders of the Blacksmith Guild. His position is extraordinary. I don't know why he swallowed his anger and stayed in the Blacksmith Guild. I just want to seek justice for the blacksmiths. If the blacksmiths present were insulted and ridiculed by the guards, would you really tolerate it like Elder Qiao?"
"Elder Qiao can totally leave the guild and go back to being the comfortable third elder of the Chamber of Commerce. I think he stayed because he wanted to learn how to refine weapons."
"Yes, what Feng Wuchen said makes sense. If it were me, I would definitely not tolerate it."
"That's right! How can the guards be compared to the blacksmiths? "
"Those two guards are simply courting death."
Many of the blacksmiths agreed with Feng Wuchen's words.
"What do you want?" One of the elders asked with an ugly expression on his face.
"I don't want anything. I just want to let the people of the Blacksmith Guild know that Elder Qiao isn't someone the guards and the blacksmiths of the Blacksmith Guild can compare to. Don't think that you're amazing just because you're from the Blacksmith Guild. That's because the Blacksmith Guild is amazing, not because you blacksmiths are amazing. The Blacksmith Guild is providing you with learning, not bullying others," Feng Wuchen said coldly. He wasn't afraid of offending the Blacksmith Guild.
"Brat! You're insulting the Blacksmith Guild! "A Heaven grade blacksmith couldn't help but shout.
"Who do you think you are? You're just a golden assassin of the Sky Shadow Pavilion. It's not your place to spout nonsense. "
"Brat, you dare to insult the Blacksmith Guild. Are you courting death?"
"President, elders, Feng Wuchen is obviously here to cause trouble."
Bai Hun raised his hand slightly, indicating for everyone to be quiet, then said, "You're right. It's indeed the negligence of the Blacksmith Guild. The guards can't surpass the status of the blacksmiths. It's indeed wrong for them to insult Elder Qiao. You should teach them a lesson."
"President, it's Old Man's fault." The Deacon Elder quickly took the blame.
"Grandfather, Elder Qiao has indeed suffered a lot during the years you and the elders were in seclusion. What Feng Wuchen said is true. There are indeed many arrogant blacksmiths and even guards in the guild …" Yun Wuying slowly said, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Bai Hun.
"No need to say anymore." Bai Hun waved his hand and looked at Qiao Sanfeng, saying, "Elder Qiao, I've let you suffer. Old Man didn't know about this and didn't know about the problems in the Blacksmith Guild. I'm really sorry, I've let down the President's trust."
Qiao Sanfeng was extremely touched and quickly said, "President, you're too kind."
"Mang Hun, immediately investigate all the blacksmiths in the Blacksmith Guild, including the guards. No matter who they are, as long as they exist as Feng Wuchen said, expel them from the Blacksmith Guild and never accept them again! The Blacksmith Guild will not allow this to happen again, "Bai Hun shouted coldly, and a majestic aura suddenly swept out.
"Yes, President!" President! "From the depths of the palace, an ethereal and respectful voice rang out.
Many blacksmiths in the Blacksmith Guild began to panic.
"Heavenly God Realm!" Qiu Qingshan frowned slightly and said to himself, "The guild's strength is getting more and more terrifying."
(End of Chapter)
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