This is the treatment that only the masters in the forging room receive, and it is also his only income at present.

"what ever!"

Zhang Ben waved his hand impatiently.

…

call!

call!

Before reaching the inner courtyard, Li Yuan had already heard the sound of breaking through the sky.

On the martial arts field in front of the courtyard, new apprentices such as Niu Gui, Wang Gong, and Lu Zhong were holding hammers and standing at stakes, learning how to fight, while the old apprentices were standing aside in twos and threes, sparring, or working hard.

Outside the court, Yue Yunjin had his hands behind his back and his face was expressionless.

He teaches the new apprentices how to play.

Tang Tong, who had not shown up at all after the assessment, also came out today. He was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, squinting his eyes, not knowing whether he was watching or taking a nap.

Li Yuan slowed down and looked at the new and old apprentices.

"Wang Gong, Zhao Xiaoming, and those few rich kids from the inner city are all above the proficient level, and their hammering skills are only at the entry level. They only got it by taking medicine."

Li Yuan took a few glances and lost interest in his 'classmates'.

On the other hand, there are quite a few outstanding ones among those old apprentices. Every move is well-organized, blessed with vitality, and their reputation is not small. They have obviously achieved some success.

"Apart from Yue Yunjin, there is no one who has achieved great success? Maybe there are, but at most there are only one or two..."

Li Yuan had an idea in his mind.

With the blessing of the Perfect Level Cloak Hammer Technique, he can guess someone's progress by watching them practice, but naturally he can't tell if they haven't practiced.

As for Tang Tong...

"Lying like a sick tiger, he is much more powerful than Qin Xiong, right?"

Li Yuan muttered in his heart, and actually heard Qin Xiong's angry voice:

"Li Yuan!"

Whoosh!

Tang Tong, who seemed to be taking a nap, suddenly opened his eyes, as sharp as an eagle:

"I don't know which friend it is, but why didn't you tell me when he came?"

"A certain family, Yu Zhen, is a hidden dragon and a knife hunter."

Laughter came from outside the inner courtyard, and a thin young man stepped in: "I came here for some reason, and I forgot my etiquette for a moment. I hope Brother Tang won't be surprised!"

"Yu Zhen!"

Tang Tong stood up, his face slightly gloomy:

"If the sword catcher doesn't catch the important criminals of the imperial court, why would he come to my weapon forging shop?"

"Knife catcher!"

Li Yuan glanced back and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

The young man was about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, with a knife at his waist. His complexion was dark yellow, his face was weathered, and his clothes were disheveled. He looked a little downcast.

But anyone who sees him will never dare to look down upon him.

At this time, the New Year has just passed and the cold has not yet dropped, but this person is only wearing a single coat with a short undershirt!

At this moment, under Qin Xiong's pointing, the sword catcher's eyes were falling on him:
Chapter completed!