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Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master
Chapter 165 Meeting An Enemy!Sang was sure if he studied this blueprint diligently, he'd end up with much more applications than what he got in his mind.
"I got ten blueprints here," William took out the ten scrolls he wrote before, "these are what my master gave to me. And with the glaive design, there are eleven products included in our deal."
The two masters had their eyes wide open while William added, "as I agreed with Ellina, half of the profit goes to my master."
William mistook their reaction as their hesitation about these designs. He was ready to speak in more detail about the importance of these gears, especially the boots, but Sang smiled and his smile grew broader.
In fact, the two masters expected just three designs at most from William's master. They never expected that master to be generous enough to give them ten blueprints in one go!
And if they knew that all these designs had different versions, starting from white grade up to dark gold grade, then they'd jump in fright and delight.
"Sure," Sang instantly stored them all in his ring, "I will make sure to save your master's share once every month. As for the glaive…"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWilliam knew why Sang paused. Giving a promise about when he'd deliver this glaive wasn't easy.
"I can wait for one month," William was dying to get his hands on such a glaive. However, he also knew it wasn't possible to get it so soon, "let's set our next meeting in one month then."
"Sure," Sang was pleased with the kid in front of him. He wasn't just a treasure trove, but he also was quite easy to talk and deal with.
Anyone else standing in William's shoes, including Sang himself, would ask for such a scary and quite rare weapon to be delivered yesterday rather than today.
"By the way, I heard something related to my title and the upcoming spirit master competition," William suddenly recalled this point that greatly puzzled him.
"You are the honorary disciple of the Forging department," Sang's face changed to show slight seriousness, speaking clearly about how important such a matter was, "you'll gain lots of benefits and privileges from this. And that included leading the forging disciple team the academy will send to the competition."
"I see," William nodded despite not getting most of what Sang said, "but what's that competition anyway?" he paused and when the two masters in front of him gave him such weird gazes, he added, "I was a porter for most of my life."
"Ah, that's normal," Ellina nodded in realisation, "the competition is…"
"The test is going to start in a few minutes! All the masters please go and supervise over it now," and just before she'd say anything, a loud shout came from outside, stopping her in the middle of her words.
"Sorry but we need to go," Ellina swallowed what she wanted to say while Sang added:
"Let's speak about this later. You can come here anytime you want, ok?"
"Sure," William knew it was time for him to leave. So, he didn't stay behind and moved outside.
"Old Sang, I heard quite the troublesome news recently," and just before he'd take a single step away, a deep voice appeared and next, a familiar face appeared in front of him.
He was the one who introduced himself as the acting patriarch of the Bronze Lizard clan. This dude was an enemy and seeing him entering this place made William's eyes constrict right at the spot.
"Old Guo, what winds brought you here today?" and from the look of it, William could tell these two weren't friends, or even neutral to each other.
Just as that old man named Guo stepped in, the face of Sang changed and a very serious expression appeared, as if he was welcoming an enemy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I heard you appointed a porter to be the leader of our kids at the competition, so I came to ask for a clear explanation and your word to change this."
Old Guo moved inside, as if it was his place not Sang's. He gave William a glance that was filled with tons of enmity and hatred.
If eyes could kill, then William would be burnt to dust at the spot from just this mere gaze alone!
"This is my department, not your clan," Sang snorted, and didn't show any weakness towards Guo, "don't tell me what I shall and shall not do in my place!"
"Humph! This matter doesn't belong solely to you! If I knew such madness would happen, letting a filthy traitor lead my boys out, then I wouldn't have sent anyone to take part in that team of yours!"
"Then withdraw them," Sang's answer was swift and decisive, "don't send anyone."
"You…" Guo's face twitched as if he didn't expect such an answer from Sang, "I won't let you tarnish the future of our academy thanks to your foolishness! I'll take this matter to the academy high council! I will make the academy elder council take such a decision, not you."
"Old man, stop embarrassing yourself!" Just as the two old men were sparring with words and egos, and when Ellina took her stance of silence, watching all this, William's loud voice came, startling all of them.
"You…" Old Guo didn't believe his ears, turned towards William and pointed his finger at him as if he was seeing a ghost or something.
"You already went through all this before, ended up getting embarrassed back there. What? Do you have such thick skin and no shame at all and want to try this all over again? Come on, go and do it, be my guest."
William knew there was a huge gap in power between him and that enemy of his. However, Guo came here to target him. And he wouldn't let such an enemy get away without showering him with mean and harsh words.
Even if words wouldn't kill, they still gave William quite the satisfaction.