Forging (3)

Master Du stared at Ye Qingtang coldly but did not say anything. From his perspective, Ye Qingtang was just bluffing. Even Master Ao himself might not own a few grams of Millennium Meteoric Iron, not mentioning Master Ao's disciple.

"Master…" Du Sheng looked towards Master Du.

Master Du sneered. "Du Sheng, do you believe that he has Millennium Meteoric Iron?"

Du Sheng shook his head.

Du Sheng had followed Master Du since he was young. He learned many forging skills, and he was very clear what Millennium Meteoric Iron was.

"How dare you to continue bluffing here?! Since you say that you have Millennium Meteoric Iron, I'll give you a chance. Take out your Millennium Meteoric Iron now. If you don't have any, I will not go easy on you!" Chu Yi shouted in anger.

Ye Qingtang sized up Chu Yi and uttered coldly. "Who are you? You don't even deserve to have a look at the Millennium Meteoric Iron."

"You are seeking death!"