Chapter 10 The smell is so strong.

After being questioned by the guards at the city gate, the two walked into the prosperous city. The streets were bustling with people coming and going.

Compared to the silent Huo Yuhao, it was Huo Yun'er, the mother, who was constantly looking at everything around her, her eyes full of curiosity.

Suddenly, Huo Yuhao's voice sounded in his ears.

"mom."

Hearing Huo Yuhao suddenly speak, Huo Yuner lowered her head and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"I want to change my name to Huo Yuhao."

The abrupt words stunned Huo Yun'er. Before she could react, Huo Yuhao's voice rang out again.

"From now on, I am just your son, not the son of the Duke of White Tiger. I will make all those who have bullied you in the Duke's Mansion pay the price."

Huo Yun'er couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat when she heard that, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on the other person's hand.

If it were in the past, she might have held on to the remaining fantasies and tried to persuade Huo Yuhao. After all, this would give Huo Yuhao a chance to live a better life in the future. But after going through so much, she could no longer say anything to refuse.

"Yuhao, don't be impulsive."

Huo Yun'er took a deep breath and said, "Mom doesn't care whether you can get revenge or not. As long as you can live your life in peace, that's enough."

"Don't worry, Mom." Huo Yuhao curved his lips, "Your son is very capable…"

Just then, there was a commotion not far ahead of them. Pedestrians on the street seemed to notice the commotion and looked at each other. Some people even moved closer with curious looks.

The two men came to the outskirts of the crowd. Huo Yuhao looked inside through the gap and saw a young man about his age standing at the door of a blacksmith shop, staring at several middle-aged men who walked out of the shop with a gloomy face.

"We agreed that my wages would be paid monthly, but now that I've worked for a full month, you're saying you're going to deduct half of it?"

"Boy, do you understand the rules?"

The middle-aged man in the lead sneered with a look of disdain.

"You can ask around. Who among the apprentices who come to a blacksmith shop doesn't use the first month's wages to honor their master? I only want half of it, which is very generous. If you want to work, do it. If not, get out!"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Huo Yuhao noticed a very subtle murderous intent flash across the young man's eyes. He couldn't help but frowned. Suddenly, an idea arose in his mind, but it was quickly suppressed.

The young man was obviously unwilling to compromise, and thinking he was in the right, he raised his voice even higher.

"Although I'm an apprentice, I do just as much work as others on weekdays. Give me half of the wages!"

As more and more people gathered around, the middle-aged man seemed a little annoyed. "Want your wages? Sure! Give back the scraps you secretly took every day!"

He had long noticed that this new apprentice would use some scraps to make some things on a daily basis. The materials that could have been recycled by re-melting were all secretly put into his pocket by this guy.

But considering the other party's good craftsmanship, he had always turned a blind eye to it.

But since the other party is so ignorant, there is no need to save face.

When the people around heard what the middle-aged man said, they immediately realized that this was just a dog-eat-dog fight. They looked at the young man with strange eyes, making his already gloomy face look as if water was about to drip out.

The young man was naturally Tang San who was reborn. In order to save money for awakening his martial soul and buying medicinal herbs, he could only work in other blacksmith shops. After all, his own blacksmith shop's business was too bad. If his father knew that he could make money by forging iron, he would probably have to hand over all the money.

As a filial person, although it is his duty to buy wine for his father, he can better fulfill his filial piety only if he becomes stronger, so he chooses to secretly work as a blacksmith outside to make money.

I didn't expect that the owner of the blacksmith shop would target him because he was young and easy to bully.

He just took some discarded scraps to make hidden weapons. He did this in his previous life, and he was not the only one in the blacksmith shop who took things. However, the other party turned a blind eye to others and only accused him in public.

No wonder blacksmiths have a hard time nowadays. If every blacksmith shop oppresses newcomers and asks for kickbacks, who will be willing to be a blacksmith in the future?

In his previous life, he was the son of a master craftsman and had a close relationship with the three master craftsmen at that time. Naturally, he would not allow anyone to tarnish the sacred profession of blacksmith.

Looking at the boss in front of him, he clenched his fists suddenly, but then relaxed.

There was no way. He was still too weak. Although it was no problem for him to deal with a few blacksmiths with hidden weapons, he was in Tiandou City after all. Once the fighting started, the law enforcement team that arrived would not be pushovers, so he could only endure it temporarily.

Forbearance!

What Tang San learned from Yuexuan in his previous life came into play again at this moment. The reason why he, Tang San, was able to become the law enforcer of the Divine Realm step by step was definitely not just relying on strength, but more importantly, on judging the situation!

After forcibly suppressing the murderous intent in his heart, Tang San took a deep breath and said calmly.

"I thought those scraps were useless, so I took some of them because I couldn't bear to waste them. But since you said so, I don't want half of the wages. I'll use it to offset the tax."

I'll let you live a little longer, and after some time...

Judging from their skilled appearance, they must have made a lot of dirty money in their daily lives. In their previous life, they were law enforcers in the divine world and were known as the upright Shura God. Naturally, Tang San had to enforce justice on behalf of heaven.

If he happened to collect the dirty money they earned, he could use it to buy herbs to awaken his martial soul, which would be a reward for his good deeds.

If he wasn't afraid that others would associate the matter with him, he would have taken action tonight. Unfortunately, in order to clear himself of suspicion, he had to remain dormant for a while and wait until the heat of the matter died down before taking action.

After saying that, he didn't stay any longer. He walked through the crowd and left under everyone's gaze.

However, Huo Yuhao, who was silently watching all this in the crowd, had a strange look on his face.

Why does it taste so strong?

An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged into his heart, and Huo Yuhao suddenly realized something.

Is it possible that Tang San was also reborn like himself?

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered, but soon calmed down. Although he was not sure whether Tang San was reborn with him, his priority for the moment was to improve his own strength.

Even if the other party was really reborn in the Douluo plane, he would not worry at all. After all, if they were really on the same starting line, he didn't think Tang San would be better than him.

What really required him to put all his energy into dealing with was the one in the sky,

which did not break out into a conflict as he had imagined. Those who had intended to watch the show dispersed with sighs on their faces, while Huo Yuhao stopped the middle-aged man who was about to return to the blacksmith shop.

"Hello, I want to customize a grill."

The middle-aged man paused, turned around and was slightly stunned when he saw Huo Yuhao, but because Huo Yun'er was next to him, he did not look down on him because of his young age.

"What kind of oven do you want, little brother?"

(End of this chapter)