As the grandson of the legendary Divine Craftsman Mo Qinghai, he held a pivotal position in the forging world of the Great Xia Country.

Inside the banquet hall, all the blacksmiths, no matter how angry they were just now, reined in their temper.

They all turned around, their expressions respectful.

"Chairman Mo, good evening."

"Chairman, you've arrived."

Mo XuanYe wore a gentle smile on his Face, nodding slightly to everyone as a greeting.

His gaze swept over the messy scene, finally landing on the tattooed strongman.

The tattooed strongman immediately pushed forward, raising his voice.

"Chairman Mo, you've come at just the right time!"

He extended a thick finger, pointing at Ouyezi not far away, his Face filled with indignation.

"Who knows where this young punk came from, openly causing trouble at your banquet!"

"He publicly insulted Master Nakamura, and even condoned his subordinates in their assault, severely injuring my men!"

"How do you think this matter should be handled?"

Mo XuanYe's gaze slowly swept across the entire room.

He first glanced at the two bodyguards in the corner, who didn't know what was coming to them, then at the indifferent Ouyezi and the Xiang Yu with restrained Killing Intent.

Finally, his gaze fell on his granddaughter, Mo Yuwei.

Seeing her slightly red eyes, a hint of imperceptible heartache flashed in Mo XuanYe's eyes.

His composed Face still held a smile, his voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable authority.

"This young friend Ouyezi, I specifically invited from Donghai City."

"He is young, yet possesses extremely high talent in the Dao of forging, a rare Genius."

He paused, then changed the subject.

"As for the friction between him and Master Nakamura, I think it should just be a small misunderstanding."

"Everyone, for my Face, how about we each take a step back?"

"After all, everyone is here to participate in the Divine Smith Grand Ceremony, there's no need to spoil the harmony over such a small matter."

As soon as Mo XuanYe spoke, he characterized the incident as a "misunderstanding."

This both gave Nakamura Shin'ichiro a way out and subtly protected Ouyezi.

Upon hearing this, Nakamura Shin'ichiro stepped forward.

He bowed slightly to Mo XuanYe, adopting a very humble posture.

"Since it's Chairman Mo speaking, I, Nakamura Shin'ichiro, naturally must give you this Face."

He straightened up, his gaze turning to Zhou Huai, a feigned generosity on his Face.

"How about this, let Your Excellency Ouyezi bow and apologize to me in front of everyone."

"Then, voluntarily withdraw from this Divine Smith Grand Ceremony."

"I will then pretend as if nothing happened."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately started fawning over him.

"Master Nakamura truly has great composure!"

"Exactly, no need to stoop to the level of such an ill-mannered country bumpkin!"

"Apologize to you?"

Zhou Huai controlled Ouyezi to let out a cold laugh.

"Why should I apologize to you?"

"Did I say anything wrong?"

He stepped forward, his gaze directly meeting Nakamura Shin'ichiro's, showing no retreat.

"Make me withdraw?"

"I think the one who should get lost from this Divine °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° Smith Grand Ceremony is you!"

"What business is our Great Xia Country's celebration to someone from Sakura Country?"

"Get back to your Sakura Country as soon as possible!"

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, reigniting everyone's anger.

"Presumptuous!"

"Too arrogant!"

Nakamura Shin'ichiro, enraged, laughed instead, clapping his hands with a crisp sound.

"Good, good, good!"

He repeated the word "good" three times, his smile growing colder.

"I, Nakamura Shin'ichiro, have traveled various countries, and this is truly the first time I've encountered someone as rude as Your Excellency."

He reined in his smile, looking seriously at Ouyezi.

"Your Excellency Ouyezi, you are so arrogant, you must be very confident in your forging skills, right?"

"If so, I, Nakamura Shin'ichiro, challenge Your Excellency!"

Zhou Huai raised an eyebrow.

"How do you propose to challenge?"

Nakamura Shin'ichiro lifted his chin, his voice full of arrogance.

"Very simple."

"At tomorrow's Divine Smith Grand Ceremony blacksmith competition, you and I will compete."

"If I win Your Excellency, I hope Your Excellency will kneel before me and sincerely kowtow in apology."

"If I lose, I can also apologize to you."

"Do you dare?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

"Master Nakamura actually proactively challenged this Ouyezi?"

"Now there's a good show to watch, this young punk is definitely going to chicken out."

Amidst the discussions.

Zhou Huai controlled Ouyezi to slowly shake his head.

Nakamura Shin'ichiro, seeing this, his smile grew even more confident and disdainful.

"What? Don't dare?"

"If you don't dare, then why don't you kneel down and apologize to me now."

"For Chairman Mo's Face, I won't make things difficult for you anymore."

Ouyezi shook his head again.

"It's not that I don't dare."

"It's not enough."

"Not enough?" Nakamura Shin'ichiro frowned, "What do you mean by that?"

Ouyezi's lips curled into a playful arc.

"I mean, the stakes you offered are too low."

"A simple kneeling apology is too childish and too boring."

He looked around at the Faces waiting for a good show, his voice not loud, but every word was clear.

"How about this."

"Tomorrow's competition, whoever loses, not only has to kowtow and apologize to the other party."

"They also have to crawl through the other party's crotch three times."

He paused, his gaze like a knife, piercing directly at Nakamura Shin'ichiro.

"Then, they must publicly swear on the spot that they will never participate in any forging work again!"

"What do you think?"

Boom--!

These words were like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake.

The entire banquet hall completely erupted!

Everyone was stunned by Zhou Huai's crazy bet.

"Did I hear that right? He... he actually wants to bet his own career?"

"Is this kid crazy? Where does he get such confidence?"

"To save Face, he's even throwing away his own future? What a complete idiot!"

"This has gotten serious!"

Everyone was shocked by Zhou Huai's words.

Where did he get such confidence?

That was a forging Genius seen once in a hundred years in Sakura Country!

Mo XuanYe's expression also changed; he was about to speak a few words of persuasion.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

A forceful round of applause interrupted him.

The anger on Nakamura Shin'ichiro's Face had disappeared, replaced by a nearly savage excitement.

"Good, good, good!"

He repeated the word "good" three times, staring intently at Zhou Huai.

"I truly admire Your Excellency's courage!"

"Your Excellency's request, I agree to it!"

"As long as Your Excellency can defeat me, I will never go back on my word!"

After speaking, he no longer looked at Ouyezi, but turned to Mo XuanYe, bowing slightly.

"Great Master Mo, I apologize for causing such a commotion tonight."

"I am a bit tired, so I will take my leave first."

"We will see each other at tomorrow's Divine Smith Grand Ceremony."

Mo XuanYe opened his mouth, but it ultimately turned into a sigh.

"Master Nakamura, take care."

As Nakamura Shin'ichiro left, the others, seeing there was no more show to watch, gradually dispersed.

Before leaving, the tattooed strongman didn't forget to turn back, glaring fiercely at Zhou Huai and leaving a harsh remark.

"Someone like you, daring to challenge Master Nakamura, is simply ignorant and fearless!"

"I kindly remind you, tomorrow's Divine Smith Grand Ceremony will be broadcast nationwide, you can wait to be humiliated in front of the entire country!"

Zhou Huai just silently watched his departing back, saying nothing.

No one noticed.

Just as the strongman exited.

Xiang Yu's figure silently followed him out.

Mo XuanYe walked up to Zhou Huai, speaking meaningfully.

"Young man, youthful exuberance is a good thing."

"But you were a bit too reckless today."

Zhou Huai waved his hand, interrupting him.

"If Chairman Mo has nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

With that, he turned and left without looking back.

Leaving Mo XuanYe, who had just opened his mouth, frozen in place.

Zhou Huai had no interest in listening to an old man lecture him here.

He had absolute confidence in Ouyezi.

If I, an SS-rank Myriad Forms Divine Craftsman, can't even deal with an S-rank Divine Craftsman.

Then I might as well delete my account and start over.

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing Ouyezi about to leave, Mo Yuwei quickly stepped forward and stopped him.

She looked at him, her eyes complex.

"Thank you for standing up for me today."

Zhou Huai didn't even glance at her, his voice cold.

"Don't misunderstand."

"I just simply found that little Japanese guy displeasing."

With that, he walked around Mo Yuwei and straight into the elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed, cutting off Mo Yuwei's stunned Face.

Tian Guang walked up to Mo XuanYe, lowering his voice.

"Chairman, it seems your idea of taking him as a disciple is completely out the window."

Mo XuanYe sighed deeply and shook his head.

"This child has talent in abundance, but his Heart-Nature is lacking."

"I fear he will struggle to achieve great things."

"Alas, I suppose I misjudged him."