In front of the forging furnace, Su Changkong worked with his strong upper body bare, hammering the block of iron before him. For some reason, a sense of tranquility filled his heart, as if the iron block was his own heart, constantly purged of impurities and forged into steel.
Blocks of shapeless scrap iron turned into treasures under the hammer of Su Changkong's forging.
"Brother Su, have some water."
A delicate and beautiful girl approached Su Changkong, timidly offering a bowl of chilled plum juice.
This caused many in the forging room to cast envious and jealous glances, especially Zhou Pengfei, whose eyes nearly spewed flames of jealousy and resentment.
This girl was 'Yan Yan', the daughter of the old manor owner's steward, undoubtedly the dream lover of all the young men in Bronze Villa, yet she had a particular fondness for the honest and low-profile Su Changkong.
