Chapter 266: Molten Iron

At the East Sea, an old man wearing green clothing came to a small fishing village and stopped outside. The old man was only carrying a flute on his waist and a jar of wine in his hand.

Looking at some of the dilapidated villages, the old man's eyes filled with emotion, nostalgia, and also memories of the fleeting years.

In the twinkling of an eye, so many years had passed by.

"I'm afraid that in a few years, this village will no longer exist."

The old man stood outside the village for a long time before turning towards a small grove nearby. But, he stopped after taking a few steps.

"Come out!" The old man called in a deep voice.

As his voice died away, two men wearing clothes made of rough material came out of the grove in front. They had the same look, same height, were physically strong, bald, had rustic expressions, and gave the impression of being down-to-earth people from the mountainside.