870 We Forgers Promise to Keep Our Word (1)
In the Sima Grotto-Heaven, Zheng Chengan stood at the side of an ancient building complex.
In front of him was Zheng Jungyun, a Zheng family ancestor. Behind him were Ji Lutian and Zhou Shu.
Of course, even Zheng Chengan didnât recognize Zhou Shuâs current appearance.
Zheng Chengan was wondering why his ancestor wanted him to open the storehouse.
Who is the young man beside Old Ji?
Could the ancestor have ordered the Sima Grotto-Heaven to be sealed because of him?
Zheng Chengan suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.
Three words appeared in his mind: Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven!
He abruptly raised his head and stared at the back of the young man beside Ji Lutian!
This back view was extremely unfamiliar. Zheng Chengan couldnât find any familiarity with him, and he was puzzled.
âZheng Jingyun, think carefully. If you let me cross this door, I wonât show mercy,â Zhou Shu said.
âI, Zheng Jingyun, am a man of my word. Since Iâm willing to bet, Iâm willing to admit defeat. Even if you empty this place, Iâll accept it!â Zheng Jingyun snorted. âBut Iâll make it clear first. You only have this one chance. You can only take things from the storehouse once!â
Hmph, he isnât a Grotto-Heaven realm expert and doesnât have a portable grotto-heaven. How many forging materials can a single person hold?
You inexperienced brat, do you think you can empty my Sima Grotto-Heavenâs storehouse?
The corners of Zhou Shuâs mouth curled up slightly.
Just as he was about to step into the Sima Grotto-Heavenâs storehouse, Zheng Chengan suddenly shouted, âWait!â
Zheng Jingyun turned around and said coldly with a dark expression, âLittle An, what do you mean?â
Little An? Zhou Shu almost burst out laughing.
âAncestor, you canât! You canât let him into the storehouse!â Zheng Chengan shouted.
âAre you trying to tell me what to do?â Zheng Jingyunâs expression darkened. âOr are you disrespecting me now that youâre the leader of the Sima Grotto-Heaven?â
âNeither. Ancestor, we really canât let him in.â Zheng Chengan was at a loss for words. He was still struggling to decide if he should reveal Zhou Shuâs true identity.
First, he wasnât sure that the person in front of him was Zhou Shu. Second, the fact that Zhou Shu was still alive was a secret that concerned the stability of the human race. Once the demonic beasts found out, the beast tide would immediately arrive!
âIf thatâs all, then move aside,â Zheng Jingyun said angrily. âIf you want me to become a shameless person, Iâll skin you alive!â
He said to Zhou Shu, âBrat Zhou, go in. I, Zheng Jingyun, keep my word!â
The name âZhouâ was like thunder in Zheng Chenganâs ears. If he had only suspected Zhou Shu just now, he was now 100% sure of Zhou Shuâs identity!
The ancestor was letting Zhou Shu enter the storehouse of the Sima Grotto-Heaven. Wasnât this inviting a wolf into the house?
The lesson from the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven was not that long ago!
Although Zheng Chengan liked Zhou Shu very much, he didnât like him so much that he would give away his own storehouse.
âWait!â Zheng Chengan shouted. âIf you dare to go in, Iâll tell everyone your name!â
He ignored Zheng Jingyunâs dark expression and shouted, âOur Sima Grotto-Heaven has never offended you, have we? I even personally destroyed your corpse so that no one could discover your secret. Is this how you treat your friends?â
âAre we friends?â Zhou Shuâs face darkened. Iâve been exposed again?
âWe robbed the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven together and killed enemies on the frontline together. Itâs not too much to call us friends, right?â Zheng Chengan stared straight at Zhou Shu. âI treat you as a friend. Otherwise, do you think I would take care of the people of Great Xia and Great Qin?â
âLittle An, what are you talking about? Move aside!â Zheng Jingyun frowned.
Zhou Shu looked at Zheng Chengan. âYour ancestor lost a bet to me. According to the bet, I can enter your Sima Grotto-Heavenâs storehouse to choose a few forging materials. Do you want your ancestor to become a scoundrel who refuses to admit defeat?â
Upon hearing this, Zheng Jingyun yelled again, âLittle An, get lost!â
Zheng Chengan straightened his neck and braced himself to ignore his ancestor Zheng Jingyun. âGive me some face!â
âAlright, Iâll give you face.â Zhou Shu nodded and said straightforwardly, âIâll only take half this time.â
Zheng Chenganâs slightly happier mood was instantly dampened. âHalf?â
Zhou Shuâs expression darkened. âIâve already given you face. Itâs not a good habit to push your luck.â
âIâŠâ
âYour face is only worth half.â
Zheng Chengan: ââŠâ
Zheng Chenganâs face was actually worth half of the Sima Grotto-Heavenâs storehouse. It sounded pretty good, but why did it feel so awkward?
My face is only worth half the storehouse?
If someone else had said this, Zheng Chengan would have slapped them until their faces were covered in blood. But now, he actually felt flatteredâŠ
This made Zheng Chengan shudder.
By the time Zheng Chengan returned to his senses, Zhou Shu had already crossed the threshold and entered the storehouse of Sima Grotto-Heaven.
Just as Zheng Chengan was about to chase after him, Zheng Jingyun grabbed him. âLittle An, tell me clearly. Do you know that brat Zhou?â
Zheng Jingyun stared at Zheng Chengan.
âAlright, Zheng Jingyun, donât make things difficult for him.â Ji Lutian reached out to separate the two of them. âIâll tell you Brother Zhouâs identity when the time is right.
âBut not now. We canât let too many people know his identity. Besides, it doesnât matter to you if you know his identity.
âI wanted to stop you many times before, but you insisted on betting with him. But it doesnât matter. Brother Zhou is a hero who cares about the human race. Even if those things fall into his hands, he will forge them into connate divine weapons and give them to human martial artists for free. This can be regarded as a meritorious deed of the Sima Grotto-Heaven.â
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