Chapitre 1181: The city Lord's mansion's reaction (1)

"City Lord is too kind, I'm just a small blacksmith." Leng Xiaoyu said disapprovingly.

"Hehe, you're too humble," Yan kun said with a smile, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is there a little blacksmith that everyone in the divine continent knows? Furthermore, even in the divine realm, Leng Xiaoyu was quite famous. Who asked her to have a master who was the Deputy President of the armament Guild headquarters and was also a talented armament refining genius?

After hearing Yan kun's words, Leng Xiaoyu smiled but did not say anything. Her Starry Eyes kept sizing up city Lord Yan. City Lord Yan looked to be about fifty years old. Although he was approaching his middle age, it was not hard to tell that he was a handsome young man when he was young. Although he was only a mid level deity, he had a shrewd and capable look.