Blue Silver Grass Guide

"Mr. Silong, the earl started practicing in seclusion ten days ago. We don't know when he will come out..."

In the front hall of the city lord's palace, Edgar had a polite smile on his face and explained sincerely to Silong who came to deliver the invitation letter.

Two days ago, a group of eight people including Tiefutu, who went out to hunt for the eighth soul ring, returned to "Gengxin City".

Less than half an hour later, an explosive news spread throughout "Gengxin City". Everyone from the clan heads and elders of the soul master families to the commoners such as traffickers and footmen know that Tiefutu, the former president of the [Blacksmith Association] and one of the only two master craftsmen in Douluo Continent, has become an Eight-ring Soul Douluo!

And after two days of repair and fermentation, early this morning, invitation letters were sent to various places in "Gengxin City" by the three president disciples of the [Blacksmith Association], Silong, Siyu, and Sikai. In the hands of powerful people.

Everything went smoothly for Siyu and Sikai. Although they were just juniors, with their master Tiefutu being promoted to Contra, the status of their disciples has naturally increased, and no one will neglect them.

On the other hand, Silong here, in order to show the importance and respect for the Lord of the City, not only chose the City Lord's Mansion as the first stop, but also specially arranged for Silong, the eldest disciple of the President Lou Gao, to come and deliver the invitation letter.

Who would have thought that he would hit a snag and be rejected?

If you don’t retreat in the morning, you won’t retreat in the evening. How about retreating at this time?

Besides, since I went into seclusion ten days ago, I can’t come out now?

Fortunately, before setting off, Uncle Ling Yi had warned him to be careful in his words and deeds when going out, and not to reveal his wishes and attitudes at will. Silong suppressed the dissatisfaction and complaints in his heart, and imitated Edgar's example and was polite. And he said politely:

"That's such a pity. In this case, I will leave the invitation letter and ask Director Edgar to pass it on to the Lord when he leaves the city..."

"Hey, okay, okay -" Edgar nodded hurriedly, and the politeness in his words was subconsciously more sincere. Fortunately, years of training allowed him to change his facial expressions in time, with a bright smile on his face: " Mr. Tiefutu has become the first and only Contra in our "Gengxin City". I believe that after the earl comes out of seclusion, he will definitely go to the [Blacksmith Association] to pay a visit as soon as possible——"

At this moment, even Silong, who was standing face to face, thought that Edgar's change was an expression of respect to the Iron Buddha who had become Contra.

Watching Silong's leaving figure, Edgar frowned, looked around at the maids and guards on the left and right, and without saying anything, turned and headed towards the backyard.

The backyard of the city lord's mansion, a corner of the garden.

Edgar raised his hand and unscrewed a protruding irregular stone on the rockery. He looked at the originally flawless stone wall beside him and slowly opened a portal.

Without hesitation, Edgar stepped in, followed the downward slope, and after walking dozens of meters, he stood in front of a thick dark stone door and respectfully recounted what happened when Silong came to visit him and sent him the invitation letter. Again.

"..."

There was silence for a while behind the stone door. After a while, a hoarse voice sounded intermittently: "I know about this. Ron...is he back?"

Although the person was not in front of him, Edgar still maintained a respectful stance meticulously: "Your Excellency, the [Wutong Advanced Soul Master Academy] where the second young master goes to school is in the 'Red Maple City'. The letters sent before have probably just arrived." On the hands of the second young master..."

"Then..." Arthur Candil's hoarse voice sounded again: "Let Harry go in my place..."

Before he finished speaking, Arthur Candil stopped, paused, and then continued: "Forget it, Harry is only nine years old. If he says something wrong then, it will still be our Candil family who will lose it. s face……"

"Oh - forget it -" Arthur Candil said with obvious hesitation and hesitation in his voice: "Let Kuku go, Edgar, you will follow when the time comes, don't let that idiot mess up Talk, but you can’t lose the majesty of our Qandil family, do you understand?!”

"Understood!" Edgar straightened his back and responded solemnly.

"Go ahead -"

"yes!"

Walking out of the dim corridor, Edgar subconsciously squinted his eyes due to the bright light, and the door behind him that had just been opened more than half-way slowly closed again.

Turning his head and glancing at Kuku Qandil who was leaning on the edge of the rockery, Edgar continued to walk forward without saying a word.

"You heard it," Edgar said in a low voice as he walked away: "Now the second young master will not be able to come back in a short time, and the third young master, the fourth young lady, and the fifth young master are too young. Now the city lord's mansion needs a big man. Master, hold up—"

"When will Ron come back?"

Kuku Kandil, who had followed him at some point, also asked in a low voice, to the point.

"The second young master's talent is the best in the Qandil family. His innate soul power reaches level seven. Although he is only twenty-two years old, he has also cultivated to level forty..."

Edgar answered the question incorrectly.

After nearly half a year of Ling Yi's instruction, Kuku Kandil not only became a senior blacksmith, able to forge hundred-forged level weapons, but also received some subtle influences on his thinking and logic.

"Which soul beast forest is it?"

"Fog Coffin Canyon."

"The one near the Lost Canyon?"

"Um."

"How long have you been there?"

"Ten days."

"What a coincidence."

"It's quite a coincidence."

"..."

"..."

There was a silence that lasted until they reached the exit of the garden. One of them walked forward and the other turned right. They were no longer on the same road.

When they were about ten meters away from each other, a slight voice sounded in Kuku Qandil's ears again: "I thought that the Earl would not come back ten days ago."

On the corridor outside the garden, there was silence, only the vague and absent footsteps had a clear rhythm and were meticulous.

[Blacksmiths Association General Assembly], fifth floor, casting room No. 1.

Ling Yi raised his hand and touched the rebuilt wall, and without looking back he asked the man behind him, "Senior brother, do you want me to go back and inscribe a calligraphy, or paint a picture and hang it here?" Otherwise it would look a bit abrupt here——"

Isn't it? The entire No. 1 Foundry Room is scorched by furnace fires all year round and contaminated by fine carbon ash and metal dust. The walls on all sides, as well as the ceiling and floor, are all dark in color.

But at this time, there was a one-meter-square wall in front of Ling Yi. Although it was brown and black, the material of "Turtle Back Rock", the color was much lighter than the one on the side.

"That's fine." Lou Gao nodded and nodded directly for his master, saying: "Your carving skills are so good, I guess your writing and painting are equally good..."

"There's just one thing..." Lou Gao stopped and hesitated for a few seconds before continuing to ask: "You were in the thirty-six foundry rooms on the fifth floor, and each of them placed a "starry sky fireworks" on the wall. Who was the person on... this number... bumped into? "