"Can I have the person now?"
Chen Nian's tone was flat.
But everyone else in the lobby who witnessed this scene looked like they'd seen a ghost!
Especially that receptionist girl from earlier.
She never imagined this guy had come to the company looking for trouble!
He must be out of his mind!
Doesn't he know what kind of place this is?
The guild housed powerful extraordinary beings all above level 50, and many were still upstairs right now!
Plus, the capitalists backing the company had connections reaching into the highest echelons—even the Enforcement Bureau had to give them some face.
Coming here looking for trouble was no different from committing suicide!
To put it bluntly, if he got beaten to death here, no one would even bother to collect his body!
"Alright... alright..."
The general manager was also shaken to the core.
He'd called in two bodyguards—both around level 50 extraordinary beings, warrior-type with incredibly powerful physiques!
And yet this kid knocked them both out with just a couple of swings?
"Seems you have an important guest. My apologies, he's on the third floor. I'll take you to him right away," the general manager said politely.
"Let's go."
Chen Nian didn't care if he was playing tricks; he obediently followed along.
They took the elevator to the third floor.
"Brother, the foundry hall is just ahead. He's inside," the general manager said respectfully.
Chen Nian said nothing, pushing open the heavy doors.
Watching the man walk in completely unprepared, a smirk touched the manager's lips.
Good for you, kid. You're done for!
Chen Nian stepped into the foundry hall. The pungent smell of copper and iron rust hit him, the scorching heat from the furnaces permeating the air. Several massive casting furnaces dominated the space.
"Old Cao?" Chen Nian called out tentatively.
A middle-aged man covered in black grime looked up from nearby, wiping sweat from his forehead.
He wore a filthy vest, his body marked with multiple bruises—obviously beaten.
Chen Nian walked straight toward him.
"You... who are you?" Old Cao asked, puzzled.
"I'm here for my equipment forging appointment," Chen Nian stated plainly.
"What! You... you need to leave immediately!"
Old Cao's expression changed drastically as he urgently shoved Chen Nian away.
He never imagined anyone would dare come here to demand someone's release!
Since infiltrating this company, he had gained a deep understanding of its terrifying nature—not only did it harbor powerful extraordinary beings, but multiple terrifying capitalists operated behind the scenes.
Not just blacksmiths—even extraordinary individuals had been forcibly abducted into their company!
If you refused to join, their next move was to threaten your family and friends, forcing your compliance!
They stopped at nothing, their methods utterly despicable.
Even with such brazen actions, the Enforcement Bureau dared not intervene—proof that powerful figures undoubtedly backed them.
"Go! I'm fine! Just go!"
Despite Old Cao's pleas to retreat, Chen Nian stood immovable, his feet rooted to the spot.
"Go? It's too late!"
Unnoticed, the surrounding bystanders had already retreated.
Replacing them were powerful extraordinary beings, one after another—about twenty of them—completely blocking the exit!
"You've got some nerve, coming here looking for trouble."
"Just when we were bored—never expected such entertainment. Ha!"
"Manager, how hard should we hit them? Give us the go-ahead!"
The manager shook his head with a smile. "They came looking for a fight. If you beat them to death, it's no big deal. Go wild, but don't wreck the place."
"Got it, boss!"
"Now you've got me wide awake!"
The excited crowd surged into the hall, rubbing their hands together, itching to fight.
Chen Nian ignored them, opening the warehouse to trade materials with Old Cao.
"You... you...!"
"No way! Apologize now, and you might just keep your life!"
Old Cao was stunned and at a loss.
He thought the young man knew he was doomed and was about to hand over his inheritance.
Chen Nian chuckled, "You've got it all wrong. I want you to craft the gear right here. I'll come get it later."
"What?!"
Old Cao was completely baffled.
You're surrounded by dozens of people right now, your life is on the line, and you want me to craft gear?
"It's fine. You won't get caught in the crossfire. Trust me."
Chen Nian strode forward toward the open space.
This time, he intended to test his raw melee prowess alone. His extraordinary power needed to be conserved—he hadn't fully recovered from last time yet.
"Brave lad, you've got guts!"
"Go!"
Several men swarmed forward, tacitly refraining from using extraordinary power. They aimed to beat Chen Nian to death with their bare hands.
Fists rained down on Chen Nian like hail.
Without epic-tier weapons, most players' attack bonuses barely exceeded 200.
Yet Chen Nian's defense soared to nearly 700!
Their blows weren't merely ineffective—they felt utterly futile.
The terror of nearly full-body epic armor manifested.
How could they fight when they couldn't even breach his defenses?
Chen Nian struck back.
Boom! The punch erupted with a deafening sonic boom.
A towering figure weighing roughly 200 pounds was sent flying instantly, crashing heavily ten meters away.
His face was unrecognizable, multiple teeth shattered, blood streaming down his face in a pitiful sight.
Silence fell over the entire crowd!
"Why aren't you fighting back?" Chen Nian asked in confusion.
The others retreated as if they'd seen a ghost, staring from afar at the unconscious giant, their faces frozen in terror.
"H-he's a Level 58 Knight!!"
"And... and he got knocked flying with just one punch..."
All trace of contempt vanished from their eyes. They felt like they'd encountered a ghost in broad daylight.
But since the fight had started, Chen Nian had no intention of holding back.
Two more punches knocked the other two unconscious, and they never got back up.
"Damn it, this kid's got something weird going on!"
"Don't get in close with him! Use your extraordinary power to suppress him!" the manager roared.
The others understood, no longer caring about damaging the facility.
"Thunder Crescent Slash!"
The man in the black vest roared, swinging his thunderbolt-like greatsword straight at him. The entire hall trembled under the immense force.
Chen Nian pinched the greatsword between two fingers.
He casually kicked the black-vested man in the chest, sending him flying backward like a cannonball!
The alloy wall caved in with a massive dent.
Chen Nian casually tossed the blade aside.
"Next."
"..."
"...."
No one dared respond.
The general manager stood with his mouth agape, speechless for a long moment.
He'd expected a ruthless slaughter, but never imagined his elite men would be toyed with like playthings, utterly outmatched!
His men couldn't harm him at all, while his casual attacks inflicted devastating wounds.
The gulf in their strength was an unbridgeable chasm.
"No one else?"
Chen Nian pulled up a chair and sat down.
Glancing back, he saw Old Cao still frozen in place, his lips moving nervously.
"Old Cao, get to work."
"...Oh, right."
Old Cao forced down his shock and began crafting the epic-tier equipment.
Soon, the clanging and rumbling of forging filled the air.
Everyone present dared only watch from a distance, observing the young man sitting arrogantly in his chair. No one dared make a move.
The general manager hurriedly retreated to the back and made a call.
"Some show-stealing expert showed up at the company. Tell the boss to send reinforcements. This guy's tough!".....
Downstairs, a black van pulled over by the roadside.
Zhao Yixue and Qiu Ya had arrived.