“You, are you ready to crawl under his crotch?”

As soon as these words left his mouth, all eyes in the venue, like searchlights, focused on Nakamura Shin'ichiro.

The cameraman responsible for the live broadcast understood implicitly, pushing the lens to its limit, giving Nakamura Shin'ichiro a 360-degree, no-dead-angle close-up of his Face.

That Face, which was originally quite handsome, was now pale then green, a truly colorful display.

In the live broadcast room, gloating bullet comments exploded like New Year's fireworks.

“This Nakamura Shin'ichiro really thought our Great Xia Country had no Forging Genius, now he’s been slapped in the Face, hasn't he?”

“Not only does he have to crawl under Great Master Ouyezi’s crotch, but he also can't engage in forging work anymore. Hahahaha!”

“Awesome! It's simply gratifying!”

“One word! Great Master Ouyezi is awesome!”

Facing the gazes cast upon him by everyone, Nakamura Shin'ichiro felt like he had thorns on his back, completely uneasy.

Cold sweat on his forehead dripped continuously like broken pearls.

He subconsciously took two steps back, forcing out a smile uglier than crying.

“Hehe...hehe...”

He let out a dry laugh, attempting to ease the atmosphere.

“Yesterday, I was just playing a joke with Your Excellency Ouyezi, it shouldn't be taken seriously! It shouldn't be taken seriously!”

Zhou Huai saw this and gave a cold smile.

“What? Is Master Nakamura planning to renege on his word?”

He took a step forward, and that invisible oppressive feeling made Nakamura Shin'ichiro's breathing hitch.

“So, all of you from Sakura Country are so untrustworthy?”

“You!”

Nakamura Shin'ichiro's Face turned ashen at these words, his chest heaving violently.

He took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and his posture softened again.

“Great Master Ouyezi, I greatly admire your forging ability.”

He bowed slightly to Ouyezi, a hint of pleading on his Face.

“I think it was simply a misunderstanding between us, and I apologize for my rudeness yesterday.”

“I am truly sorry!”

He paused, his tone becoming even more sincere.

“As for kneeling and crawling under his crotch, how about...we just skip it?”

“As long as you agree, I will be eternally grateful and will send you a grand gift another day. We can even...become friends, no discord, no concord!”

Zhou Huai raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

“Master Nakamura, you certainly know how to talk.”

“Yesterday you were so aggressive, and now you're telling me it was a misunderstanding?”

His Face suddenly turned cold, his voice devoid of any warmth.

“What are you?”

“Are you even worthy of being friends with me?” 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

“Just kneel down for me!”

The Forging Masters on the side also expressed their attitudes at this moment, beginning to chime in.

“That's right! Master Nakamura, we all heard your bet with Great Master Ouyezi yesterday with our own ears!”

Master Chen was the first to stand out, speaking with righteous indignation.

The newly accepted apprentice, Murong Chen, straightened his back, acting like a fox borrowing a tiger's might.

“Exactly! Master Nakamura! You have to do what you say! This is the most basic virtue of us Forging Masters!”

Even Mo XuanYe, who had remained neutral, now stepped forward and spoke in a deep voice.

“Master Nakamura, this old man can testify to this matter, I hope you keep your word!”

Seeing himself surrounded by everyone and in a helpless situation.

Nakamura Shin'ichiro's Face completely turned cold.

He slowly straightened his back, the humility and pleading on his Face vanishing without a trace, replaced by a nearly rogue-like indifference.

“What if I just want to renege?”

He looked around at everyone, a sneer on his lips.

“What can you do to me?”

As soon as his words fell.

In the crowd, two black figures flashed like ghosts.

They instantly crossed a distance of tens of meters, landing steadily in front of Nakamura Shin'ichiro, one on the left and one on the right, shielding him behind them.

The two were both dressed in suits, with stern Faces, exuding a cold aura that warned others to keep their distance.

They were Nakamura Shin'ichiro's bodyguards.

Zhou Huai saw this and smiled.

“Master Nakamura, don't forget, this is the Great Xia Country.”

He pointed at the two bodyguards, his tone full of disdain.

“You wouldn't think that these two useless fellows can keep you safe, would you?”

Nakamura Shin'ichiro narrowed his eyes, his voice carrying an undisguised threat.

“You can try to make a move.”

“If anything happens to me on your Great Xia Country's territory, my Master will not let you off.”

“Our Sakura Country will certainly not let you off!”

Just as everyone was at daggers drawn.

“Hahahaha!”

A hearty laugh suddenly sounded from one end of the square, breaking the tension.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

They saw a strong, burly middle-aged man with many tattoos, pushing through the crowd and striding in, surrounded by his subordinates.

The man was about forty years old, with a square Face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. He walked with a powerful stride, exuding an inherent majesty of someone who had long held a high position.

“Everyone, why make the atmosphere so tense?”

He quickly arrived at the center of the venue, his gaze falling directly on Ouyezi, a familiar smile on his Face.

“This must be Great Master Ouyezi, right? As expected, heroes emerge in their youth!”

He paused, then changed the subject.

“Master Nakamura is my friend, and I specifically invited him to participate in this Forging Competition.”

“You see, how about giving me some Face, and we just let this matter go?”

“Let's make a big deal small and a small deal nothing, how about it?”

Zhou Huai, controlling Ouyezi, looked at him calmly.

He watched for a long time.

Just as the smile on the middle-aged man's Face was about to falter, he finally spoke slowly.

“Who are you?”

The smile on the middle-aged man's Face instantly froze.

The Faces of his subordinates behind him all changed, and their gazes towards Zhou Huai were full of ill will.

Murong Chen, standing nearby, quickly leaned into Zhou Huai's ear and quietly introduced him in a low voice.

“Master, his name is Xie Boyu, he is the Guild Leader of the largest Guild in Skyfire City, the Tianhuo Guild (Skyfire Guild).”

“Oh.”

Zhou Huai nodded, indicating that he understood.

Then he looked at Xie Boyu again, his voice still calm.

“So it's Guild Leader Xie.”

“Well, I'm sorry, I won't buy your Face.”

“Today, this Nakamura Shin'ichiro must kneel and crawl under his crotch for me!”

Xie Boyu's eye twitched imperceptibly.

His gaze turned cold in the next second.

“Young man, don't think you're so great just because you can forge a legendary equipment.”

“You are, after all, just a lifestyle professional.”

He snorted coldly, no longer looking at Zhou Huai.

“I'm taking Master Nakamura away right now.”

“I'd like to see who dares to stop me!”

With that, he reached out to pull Nakamura Shin'ichiro, preparing to leave by force.

The surrounding onlookers were all filled with righteous indignation, yet dared not speak out.

After all, this was the Guild Leader of the Tianhuo Guild (Skyfire Guild), °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° the undisputed local tyrant in Skyfire City.

However, just then.

A booming voice, like rolling thunder, suddenly came from high above.

“Guild Leader Xie, what big words you speak!”

“I wonder if I have the qualifications to stop you!”

Everyone looked up sharply.

They saw a nimble figure rapidly descending from a thousand meters in the sky.

The figure traced a straight trajectory in the air, and finally, when still tens of meters from the ground, its speed suddenly slowed.

As if held by an invisible large hand, it landed steadily in the center of the venue.

The newcomer was dressed in a crisp military uniform, with shining general stars on his shoulders.

He appeared to be in his early fifties, with some signs of age at his temples, but his back was ramrod straight, like a spear.

His eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could see through people's hearts.

He simply stood there quietly, and an aura of iron-bloodedness and killing intent instantly enveloped the entire square.

Xie Boyu frowned.

A hint of apprehension appeared in his eyes as he looked at the middle-aged man.

“Lord City Lord.”

“Why have you come?”