Settling of the Dust

Bald Vulture was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat and knelt on the ground hurriedly. "Before this, I did not even know that this was Mr. Mo let alone set up a trap together with True Fire Sect. Please understand, Your Majesty!"

Elder Zhang of True Fire Weapon Workshop glared at Su Zimo with deathly eyes as though he wanted to rip off a piece of the latter's flesh!

This person in front of him was Mo Ling?

The same Mo Ling who was known as the number one Weapon Refinement Master in the Great Zhou Dynasty and could customize supreme-grade spirit weapons?

How old was this person?

He was merely in his twenties. Despite having a deep-rooted foundation spanning thousands of years in the capital, True Fire Weapon Workshop lost to a young man like this!

The other True Fire Sect elders were also in a state of panic and looked terrified upon hearing the news.