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"Come, come, come, let's have a toast to our bright future!"

At the table, Qian Rong stood up, looked at the crowd, and raised his glass.

The rest of the people laughed and raised their glasses, saying auspicious words one after another.

However, Wu Mo turned a deaf ear. He picked up his bowl and scooped up some rice. Then, he buried his head and started eating the few dishes in front of him.

The way he ate was like a prisoner who had just been released from prison.

When everyone saw this, they all revealed puzzled expressions.

Even if Wu Mo was not doing well, he was still a blacksmith who had graduated. How did he end up in such a state?

With doubts in their hearts, everyone could not help but speculate.

"What's going on? Why is Wu Mo in such a state?"

"How is this a blacksmith? He's clearly the reincarnation of a hungry ghost."