"You fellow are indeed here!"
A loud shout suddenly exploded within the weapon workshop.
Lan Junjie looked at Ling Fan with a face full of anger, appearing disappointed in his lack of progress.
Beside him, Lan Xueyi stood shoulder to shoulder with him, her jade legs slender, her delicate waist cinched, and her raven hair coiled with a jade hairpin, fully revealing the astonishing beauty of her exquisite face.
Behind the two of them, the Lan family craftsmen who had followed looked at Ling Fan with contempt and disgust.
"You've caused such a huge mess and still haven't repented, turning around and hiding here to sleep. Are you even human? Do you have any shame?"
Lan Junjie unleashed a torrent of scolding upon Ling Fan.
Lan Junjie had always scolded Ling Fan like this before, just like scolding a son.
There was no other way, as Ling Fan couldn't defeat Lan Junjie back then and could only endure his reprimands. Over time, he had grown accustomed to it, as it was all superficial.
Ling Fan frowned slightly.
He could understand Lan Junjie's feelings, as his intentions were for his sister's good, wanting to scold Ling Fan into his senses.
However, he didn't know one thing: the current Ling Fan was no longer the weak, incompetent, and downtrodden live-in son-in-law of the past.
"Silence! This is no place for you to shout. You are ill-mannered. Do you want me to discipline you on behalf of your parents!"
Ling Fan rebuked with a cold expression.
What!
You want to discipline me?
Lan Junjie was stunned by Ling Fan's sudden reprimand.
"You, what did you say! What right do you have to discipline me? What have I done wrong!"
Lan Junjie's blood rushed to his face in anger.
Ling Fan said, "Acting rashly is being without foresight. Scolding without distinguishing right from wrong is being unwise. Family disgrace should not be aired publicly, yet you scold me, your legitimate brother-in-law, in front of so many people, even your sister. This is a lack of filial piety and brotherhood. Do you still say you've done nothing wrong?"
"You keep saying you care about your sister and cherish her, but you embarrass her in public. Without foresight, unwise, and unfilial, tell me, should I not discipline you!"
"I...!"
Lan Junjie choked on his words, his face flushed red from holding back for so long, but he didn't know how to retort.
He was stunned into silence by Ling Fan's scolding!
Especially Ling Fan's last sentence, which was indeed accurate and faultless.
He was accustomed to scolding and didn't consider that his sister was also present or her feelings, which was very wrong.
By calling his brother-in-law useless and incompetent, he was also dragging his sister down.
The surrounding Lan family craftsmen were also dumbfounded.
Their usually sharp-tongued young master was rendered speechless by the scolding. What was going on?
Weren't they here to demand an explanation? How did Ling Fan gain the upper hand?
Speaking of which, when did the usually unresisting and uncomplaining useless son-in-law become so eloquent!
Lan Xueyi was also somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected Ling Fan to possess such wit and insight.
Moreover, listening to his words, he was considering her situation, which moved her for the first time by her useless husband.
"Don't change the subject. I admit I was rude, but you're hiding here and slacking off instead of diligently cultivating. That's a fact!"
Lan Junjie recovered his composure, glanced apologetically at his sister, and then said to Ling Fan.
The other craftsmen chimed in.
"Young Master is right!"
"You often come here to slack off and sleep, don't you? This time is no exception. You've never done anything proper."
"He shouldn't have been let in! Get out."
Li Shan had a final disciple named Xie Jia, who had always been secretly in love with Lan Xueyi, hence his attitude towards Ling Fan was even more hostile. He shouted, "We, and my master, are forging weapons day and night in the weapon workshop, contributing to the Lan family. What are you doing here? Sleeping! What right do you have to be so self-righteous?"
They continued to berate him.
Seeing his indignant brother-in-law and these craftsmen, Ling Fan suddenly smiled.
"That is only because you mortals, with your ordinary eyes, do not know what kind of existence you are speaking with." As Ling Fan spoke, his demeanor changed, his voice became cold and ethereal, as if possessing the aura of a celestial dragon looking down upon all beings.
In that instant, Lan Junjie, the craftsmen, Lan Xueyi, and Li Shan were all stunned.
Was this still the ignorant, weak, and incompetent son-in-law?
What an extraordinary aura!
Before they could react, Ling Fan had already left coldly.
After a long while, they finally snapped out of their astonishment and confusion.
Immediately, they felt it was absurd!
They had actually had an illusion that this useless son-in-law had suddenly transformed into an unfathomable person.
How could this be possible!
It would be impossible even if the sun rose from the west.
There was only one exception among those present.
That was Li Shan.
His heart was filled with excitement. He was indeed correct in his guess; his son-in-law was definitely an extraordinary person.
How could someone with such unimaginable weapon-forging skills be a mediocre and useless person?
For a moment, he really wanted to shout out to them, especially to the young lady, the true face of his son-in-law. But remembering his son-in-law's instructions, he had to suppress that impulse.
He felt incredibly stifled.
"Young lady, young master, did you come for something?" Li Shan asked.
"I almost forgot the main business. My sister came to discuss that weapon with Uncle Li Shan. I came to drag my brother-in-law to cultivate."
Lan Junjie slapped his forehead and said to Lan Xueyi and Li Shan, "Sister, Uncle Li Shan, I'll be going first. This time, I must make him cultivate in the academy, otherwise my father will scold me again!"
"Go ahead." Lan Xueyi, still immersed in Ling Fan's words from earlier, nodded as she came back to her senses.
"Ling Fan, if only you were truly that unimaginable existence..."
She couldn't help but think...
"Young lady? Young lady!"
Li Shan's excited words pulled Lan Xueyi back to reality.
"I... no, it's not me... Sigh, this has already been resolved!" Li Shan spoke somewhat incoherently.
He originally wanted to say, "I have a solution," but then he realized it wasn't right. The solution was provided by his son-in-law, so how could he take the credit for himself? Even if his son-in-law didn't mind, he couldn't do such a thing.
The craftsmen, however, did not notice the abnormality in Li Shan's words; their attention was fully captured by the content of his speech.
Boom!
The crowd immediately erupted.
"Chief Li, please tell us quickly, what good method have you come up with?"
"Brother Li is still amazing! You've overcome such a difficult problem. You truly are the number one person in our Lan family's weapon workshop."
"What are you talking about? Chief Li is indeed amazing, but our young lady is even more incredible! If it weren't for our young lady's brilliant idea, this powerful weapon set wouldn't have come into existence."
"Once it's forged, it will be the top-tier among ordinary weapons, and it will definitely become our Lan family's absolute flagship product. What is Jin family's weapon workshop compared to us!"
"Don't mention it. Jin family hired that useless Master Zheng to oversee their operations. Our sales have been severely suppressed recently. Once this product of ours is released, we can definitely turn the tide!"
"Chief Li, please reveal the answer quickly, we can't wait any longer."
The craftsmen waited with great anticipation for Li Shan to unveil the mystery.
Lan Xueyi was also the same.
When Li Shan revealed Ling Fan's method and showed them the Cloud Tear锡 Gold recorded in ancient texts.
They were completely astounded.
"A genius idea! Chief Li Shan is truly amazing."
"Master, your knowledge is truly profound! You know all of this!"
"Only Chief Li could have thought of this. I am truly impressed." Li Shan's disciples and the craftsmen sighed with genuine admiration.