章節 95: Winning

The truth was, Ye Feng could already tell that the rest of the dwarf tribes that he saw truly did not like him, or rather, they did not like humans at all.

But they were not stupid, even though the Heavenly Forging tribe showed that they did not like him, they also did not say anything.

Everyone knew what strength Ye Feng had.

They did not dare to provoke him.

After all, the Warwick tribe's outcome was known to everyone, these dwarves did not think that their combat strength surpassed the werewolves.

Even though the dwarf tribes showed an ambiguous attitude towards Ye Feng, and the atmosphere was a little peculiar, the Grand Forging Competition still started regardless.

The host of this Grand Forging Competition was an elderly dwarf with white hair. The Yoruk tribe explained to Ye Feng that this person was quite reputable in the dwarf tribes, he was also from the Heavenly Forging tribe.