I hope the Craftsmen's Guild will not interfere in our affairs

The fourth floor of the Craftsmen's Guild.

Su Mo stood erect near a giant crafting furnace in a large forge.

Five craftsmen from the Guild sat before him, Steward Chai among them.

Among these five, Steward Chai and two other elderly craftsmen were of the Honorable class.

The other two were middle-aged men. Judging by the sign on their chests, they were Imperial Craftsmen.

"Young friend, I hope you will pass the test today!"

Steward Chai looked at Su Mo from top to toe with a big smile and exclaimed, "There have never been a man as young as you who is able to become an Imperial Craftsman in Star Beiling. This is also rare in Ancientspirit Galaxy. I hope you will surprise me today!"

Steward Chai sincerely hoped that Su Mo would pass the test, so that their branch could boast of a genius with outstanding craftsmanship.