In the Lu Family Mansion, while a group of high-ranking Elders began their night battle under lamplight, the Shen Garden in the east of the city was also brightly lit. A petite and charming girl was vigorously swinging a heavy hammer, striking a pile of thick metal blocks.
As sparks flew from the metal collision, the Shen Garden seemed to host a grand fireworks display, with dazzling colors filling the entire courtyard.
However, Shen Qingming, standing in the midst of the flames, couldn't appreciate this splendid spectacle at all. She mumbled, sweating profusely, "The semifinals are tomorrow, and I'm still here staying up late forging iron..."
Wang Jiu said, "With your physique now comparable to a Frenzied Giant Ape, staying up for several nights won't affect your actual combat."
"...Don't you have a more suitable metaphor?! Besides, what are you doing exactly? Can't you leave the forging to the artisans, why do I have to do it myself?"
