"You are so outrageous. Where did you come from? How dare you come here to cause trouble."
After a period of silence, a weapon refiner present angrily scolded.
"Third brother, look at the good things you have done... Do you have to embarrass the Bai family?"
Bai Zhuoxin was so angry that he almost fainted.
"Third brother, no matter how much my dad favors you, you shouldn't be so unscrupulous... Look how dare you bring this unscrupulous person with you... How dare you speak nonsense... It's embarrassing."
"Do you know what the occasion is? The weapon refiners from all the major cities are gathered together. Do you think you are just playing house?"
Bai Zhuoye was also very angry.
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"Sir, what did you just say? I'm sorry I didn't hear you clearly."
At this time, Kong Chunlu, the master of Xiangtai City, asked with a gloomy face. The anger in his pupils had gathered into a dense ice.
"Master She said, you are talking nonsense...Are you deaf?"
Before Zhao Chu could speak, Bai Zhuoyue stood up and retorted loudly. After one sentence fell... there was silence.
Kong Chunlu was aggressive and often went against the Bai family for no reason...this time he went even further and even took the opportunity to deprive his father of his weapon-refining badge. His anger could no longer be endured.
The master of the society, with just a few strokes, deduced the detailed method of the powerful cannon from the fake drawings.
He also knew the contents of refining weapons by heart.
It's just a chariot, but it's not something you can get at your fingertips.
The King of Society says you are talking nonsense, and you are talking nonsense... His trust in the former is almost blind.
"You bastard, you traitor...go to the woodshed and reflect..."
"And this masked gentleman, no matter what your purpose is, please leave the Bai family immediately... Otherwise, don't blame Mr. Bai for being rude..."
The third son's words almost made Bai Jianhong angry to death.
Being deprived of the weapon-refining badge was already humiliating enough... This third son must have had his brain blown by the fake cannon.
Then, he said to Zhao Chu in the same unceremonious manner.
"Let's go!"
Hearing this, the second brother Bai Zhuoxin dragged Bai Zhuoyue and was about to leave.
"This is the third son of the Bai family. Wuhui City is in catastrophe and everyone is in danger, but he insists on testing a fake powerful cannon... In the end, the cannon explodes, and this kid becomes the laughing stock of Wuhui City."
"Hmph, you are simply delusional and idiotic... The reason why the Divine Power Dynasty is so powerful is that the giant cannons forged in the Holy Land of Divine Power are... If a child with a yellow mouth can successfully copy it, wouldn't it be possible for a majestic weapon refiner to do so?
He committed suicide by jumping off a cliff."
"Being deprived of the weapon-refining badge, Bai Jianhong seemed a little pitiful at first... From this point of view, he also brought the blame on himself... The Bai family is no longer qualified to establish a foothold in Wuhui City."
"Like a son, like a father... Bai Jian Honggu is famous for his reputation. This chariot of glory must have been damaged because of his excessive use..."
"What a fool...Bai Jianhong, the number one weapon refiner in Wuhui City, I think is the number one disgrace in Wuhui City!"
Noisy discussions arose.
One after another, insults and insults, like locusts in the sky, instantly devoured the Bai family to pieces.
At this moment, the Bai family lowered their heads and said nothing, not even having the courage to raise their heads.
Bai Jianhong is the target of public criticism, and it seems that he has committed a heinous crime even in his lifetime.
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Bang!
Bai Zhuoyue gritted her teeth, trembled all over, clenched her fists too tightly, and her nails dug deeply into her flesh.
Every time he mentioned the explosion of the mighty cannon, it was like a hard slap on his face... It didn't matter that his face was slapped to pieces... But these people used this as an excuse to humiliate their father in public countless times.
People's words are like swords, and every sarcasm pierces Bai Zhuoyue's heart bloody, making him angry like a rolling river, which cannot be washed away in three days and three nights.
The Father is greater than Heaven.
My father cannot bear your humiliation.
"That's enough...shut up...you are all frogs in the well, how can you know the vastness of the sky...Why is it that only the Shenwei Dynasty can forge giant cannons? Why should the blacksmiths of the Qinggu Kingdom bow their heads and admit defeat?"
"Who is number one on this year's Scorching Sun List, killing 40,000 demon dust and turning the tide? It's Senior Brother Zhao Chu's demon talisman... It's the "Thousand-Jiuji Talisman" that all of you assert will never appear again... a miracle,
It’s always going on.”
"I will definitely forge the mighty cannon signed by the Qinggu Kingdom... When my cannon appears on the battlefield, blazing into the sky and killing hundreds of thousands of monsters, I will come back to see the faces of you people.
!”
"We, the soldiers of the Qinggu Kingdom, are also people of flesh and blood... A huge cannon can avoid many sacrifices... You laugh at me, slander me, trample on me... It doesn't matter. But please, let my father go!"
"One month... If within one month, I still can't forge the mighty cannon... I will kill myself in public, with this passion, to wash away my father's shame!"
"I, Bai Zhuoyue, swear to God!"
Bai Zhuoyue struggled against the pull, her pupils were scarlet, and she roared hysterically, causing the noise to stop.
Countless weapon refiners were condescending, and their faces were twisted like ghosts with ridicule, and their countless mocking eyes seemed to be overlooking a pathetic lunatic.
madman!
That's right... countless failures that have served as a warning are still vivid in our minds... To this day, who would dare to copy the mighty cannon.
Bai Zhuoyue sacrificed everything, even his life... He seemed to be isolated in another humble and insignificant world, full of ridicule, stubbornly hostile to all known worlds.
Many nights he was exhausted.
How many times the spiritual power exploded, his skin and flesh were torn apart.
How many times have he faced worldly abuses, gnashing his teeth and moving forward with blood flowing.
The final battle...it's either life or death!
"Haha, good, what a man to kill a hundred thousand demons in anger... Third Young Master Bai, so heroic that the old man Huang Qurong admires... But the glorious chariot was damaged by your father, and he will set off tomorrow morning... before you kill him in anger...
Before the hundred thousand monsters come out, can you use some small tricks to make this giant chariot move first?"
"Kong Chunlu and I both studied under the Wulong Sect, and our Taoism is shallow, so we said it was 'a bunch of nonsense'... May I ask Your Excellency Shiwanyao, do you have any advice?"
Then, Huang Qurong, who was born in Yingcheng, sneered, looked at Bai Zhuoyue with a strange look, and asked in a sinister way.
"The elegance of Third Young Master Bai's oath just now was shocking... Why don't you swear another oath? If you can't get the Glory Chariot to restart tomorrow, why don't you kill yourself in public to apologize?"
"Wouldn't this be more sincere...hehe!"
Another weapon refiner who added insult to injury said grimly.
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The words have fallen!
Bai Jianhong raised his head and sighed, feeling bitter in his heart.
After all, she was still too young... After Bai Zhuoyue was filled with righteous indignation, she was caught by the gangsters.
But the third son defended his father's dignity in public and did not hesitate to swear a poisonous oath, which warmed his heart.
You know, his doting son is a deviant. In fact, the relationship between father and son is more about quarrels and rebellion.
"Enough!"
Amidst the jeers, Bai Jianhong flicked his sleeve and threw out a weapon-refining badge!
"Your goal is just to ask me to wash my hands in the white sword and the golden basin... Why bother a child with a yellow mouth? I will just quit..."
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"In front of everyone, the two masters Kong Chunlu and Huang Qurong were publicly humiliated... Your worthless badge cannot offset this debt..."
"Kneel down...and apologize!"
"I swear that I will never touch the forging hammer again in this life... Your Bai family will not be allowed to pass the qualification as a weapon refiner for generations to come!"
This gathering...the purpose of those people is simply...to kill you, the Bai family.
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"You...you are going too far!"
Bai Zhuoyue was furious and wanted to go up to argue.
"I didn't mean to do it, but since it was me who caused the trouble, it's up to me to clean up the mess... Oh, it's troublesome."
At this moment, a palm gently fell on Bai Zhuoyue's shoulder.
Calm, indifferent, light and calm!
A masked figure walked slowly and slowly towards the huge dragon chariot... He strolled leisurely, with no hint of panic, just like a wanderer visiting the market.
PS: Thanks to Xiyu Feifei for the reward...Thanks again