You're Thinking Too Much

"Great Xia's Forging Division truly lives up to its reputation!"

At the entrance of Great Xia's Forging Division's workshops, a handsome young man in his twenties spoke with a smile.

Not far away, Yin Wuyou, Meng Jinguang, and the other three ministers of the Forging Division were expressionless.

"Great Wei's Forging Division isn't bad either," Meng Jinguang said.

Yin Wuyou didn't want to speak on such an occasion. As the number one minister beneath Yin Wuyou, he naturally couldn't remain silent.

No matter how much he disliked the other party, the other party was still an envoy from another country. He couldn't embarrass Great Xia in front of him.

"We can't compare. We can't compare." Shen Yue shook his head and smiled. The others didn't know if he was referring to Great Xia being incomparable to Great Wei or Great Wei being incomparable to Great Xia.