Chapter 227
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An eerie silence filled the air, causing those who weren't paying much attention to this place to feel a faint chill. They couldn't help but stop what they were doing and look over.
In the room, the quiet woman with her eyes closed didn't move at all, but unknowingly, she had affected the atmosphere of the entire Black Iron Association.
This eerie feeling spread very quickly. Xi Mengdie and Jin Yijue also noticed it, and both of them were slightly surprised.
Xi Mengdie felt a little flustered when she saw the gazes coming from all directions. Her legs gradually started to tremble.
She bit her lip. She really wanted to teach Schilling's Shadow a lesson or two, but when she saw Schilling's Shadow's calm face, she couldn't spit out the words that were stuck in her throat.
Her eyes dimmed. She couldn't believe that Schilling's Shadow could do this!
At the same time, Jin Yijue was also extremely astonished. Xi Nuoying was only fifteen years old ah, with so much noise and so many gazes … she … she was actually able to sit there like an old monk in meditation, calmly allowing everyone to stare at her?
He thought about it from her perspective. If he were in her shoes … he probably wouldn't be able to endure it for more than a quarter of an hour.
But Schilling's Shadow actually … How many more shocks was she going to give him?
The sudden silence made the staff member, who was counting the gold coins, gulp. But when he sharply noticed that everyone's attention was on the girl who caused this silence, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and start counting again in a low voice.
He had to count the gold coins for everyone to hear. Since everyone's attention wasn't on him, he just had to maintain his original rhythm and count softly.
For a moment, only the staff member's voice could be heard in the entire Black Iron Association.
"Not bad, little thing."
It was quiet outside his ears, but it did not mean that his mind was as quiet. A lazy and playful voice rang out in his mind.
"It's rare to see someone so young with such an astonishing aura."
Schilling's Shadow snorted softly. "Those two are too noisy. I can't be bothered to waste my breath on them. Once I'm done with the black iron ruler, I'll go back and cultivate. What a waste of time."
If it weren't for the special item she wanted to forge, she wouldn't have stayed to meet the blacksmith.
"Little thing, I'd like to ask you, what are you going to do with those two black iron rulers?"
Schilling's Shadow pursed his lips. "You'll know when I'm done."
"Oh," Silver Mist replied softly. Then, she said in an indifferent voice, "Have I ever told you that a piece of black iron of this level can be bent with a casual twist of my hand?"
Xi Nuoying was slightly shaken. The iron essence in the two black iron rulers was terrifyingly dense, and he actually said that he could bend them with a light twist?
"Also, I can bend it however I want." The lazy voice rang out again. If Schilling's Shadow could enter the space at this moment, she would see Yin Wu's outstretched fingers bending them as if the black iron was in his hand.
"Are you telling the truth?" It wasn't that she didn't believe Yin Wu, but it was easier said than done to bend a piece of black iron without the energy of the blast furnace.
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