He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 26 Who doesn’t have a background? (Third update, please read on)

Dong Songchang didn't look at Jiang Lin, but at Zhao Yankui, and said, "Master Zhao, according to the rules of the Blacksmith Camp, how should an apprentice be punished for committing an offense against his superior?"

Zhao Yankui said with a sullen face: "At the least, he will be whipped, at the worst, his limbs will be broken and he will be expelled from the blacksmith camp. Dong Songchang, this matter..."

"Jiang Lin, did you hear what your master said?" Dong Songchang suddenly shouted, "How dare you, a little apprentice, be so disrespectful to the master? This is a crime of insubordination! Kneel down and admit your mistake immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Jiang Lin frowned. Dong Songchang brought up the rules of the Blacksmith Camp, and he really had no reason to refute.

However, after traveling through time, he had never taken the initiative to cause trouble, nor had he offended anyone, and he had no conflict of interest with Dong Songchang.

Just because she rejected his recruitment, she started to make trouble again and again, and now even implicated Old Man Wei.

Jiang Lin was not that violent, but his inner sense of crisis was amplified by Dong Songchang, making him feel for the first time that someone deserved to die!

In fact, anyone can see that when Dong Songchang said he was targeting Jiang Lin, he was actually targeting Zhao Yankui.

He would snatch away anyone Zhao Yankui wanted, and he would destroy anything Zhao Yankui wanted to do.

For Dong Songchang, life in the blacksmith camp was boring. If his sister had not forced him to find a legitimate business, he would not have been willing to suffer here.

Therefore, every time he went out to have fun, after returning here, he would try to find something to do.

Of course, serious work cannot be done. How can a scholar smash things like a reckless man?

It just so happened that Zhao Yankui also disliked him, so Dong Songchang suddenly became interested.

This is his personal game and he doesn't need to care about other people's feelings.

Zhao Yankui walked up to Dong Songchang like a ferocious black tiger.

He stared at the so-called master chef who was about the same height as him but was actually far inferior to him in both skills and physical fitness, and said gloomily, "Dong Songchang, do you really think that the deputy chef of Linyuansi can protect you forever?"

Dong Songchang took a half step back to avoid Zhao Yankui's might. He was really afraid that this reckless man would attack him and he would not be able to defeat him.

"What are you talking about? Jiang Lin committed the crime of committing an offence in public, and I didn't wrongly accuse him. From what Master Zhao said, is he trying to favor his own disciple?"

Zhao Yankui took a step forward, reached out and grabbed Dong Songchang by the collar. The hot air he exhaled seemed to be able to melt steel, but his tone was frighteningly cold.

"You can say whatever you want, or complain to the master craftsman. But if you continue to act unreasonably, I will crush you to death first!"

Dong Songchang wanted to say something harsh, but he saw murderous intent in Zhao Yankui's eyes.

This reckless man actually wants to kill someone!
Dong Songchang was sweating a little, and gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, Jiang Lin should apologize to me for his insubordination!"

"Fuck you!" Zhao Yankui pushed him away and cursed him without any hesitation: "If you are a man, take a knife and fight Jiang Lin with real weapons. If he can't win and dies under your knife, I, Zhao Yankui, won't say a word. If you don't dare, get out of here as far as you can and stop getting in the way!"

Jiang Lin also had the intention to kill, so he stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Master Dong, I haven't learned any martial arts, but I don't mind dying. If Master Dong wants to teach me, I'm always here to help!"

He no longer had any respect for Dong Songchang and was too lazy to even call him master chef.

As long as Dong Songchang nodded, Jiang Lin would immediately get two knives and fight him to the death.

Being calm and composed doesn't mean he is willing to put up with this bastard's bullshit!
The master and the disciple stood side by side, and their aura was so imposing that not only Dong Songchang but even the group of blacksmiths around him felt a little scared.

Dong Songchang was really frightened. He took three steps back again and said sternly, "Zhao Yankui, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have the love of Master Sijiang. You are not the only one who has the final say in the Southern Ironsmith Camp!"

Zhao Yankui looked disdainful and said, "Are you worthy enough to promote the Southern Blacksmith Camp?"

Dong Songchang knew that it was useless to say anything more at this point, and it would only make him look even more disgraced.

How could he have the face to stay when a young apprentice dared to challenge him to draw his sword and fight to the death, and as a master chef he did not dare to accept the challenge?

He immediately turned around and left, leaving only one sentence: "Don't be too proud, let's wait and see!"

"Coward!" Zhao Yankui spat. "Thank you, Master, for helping me out." Jiang Lin thanked him.

"What is there to thank me for? I've wanted to beat him up for a long time but never found the chance." Zhao Yangkui said angrily.

Jiang Lin turned around and supported Old Man Wei, saying, "Why didn't you dodge just now? Did you get burned?"

"Aren't you afraid of offending a villain?" Old Man Wei asked back.

"What is there to be afraid of? If an enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; if a flood comes, we will block it with earth. Besides, you also said that he is just a villain." Jiang Lin said.

Old Man Wei nodded, then pushed Blacksmith Qi away.

He wiped the vegetable leaves and rice grains off his face. Even though his face was red from the burn, he still stood up straight, turned around and left.

"Old Wei..."

As soon as Blacksmith Qi shouted, he was pulled back by Zhao Yankui.

Watching Old Man Wei leaving alone, Zhao Yankui whispered, "After all, he fought his way out of the bloodbath. It's not likely that he'll get into trouble. Let him be alone for a while."

Blacksmith Qi sighed and said, "You said this matter is just a meal."

"There is no reason for a mad dog to bite people." Zhao Yankui turned around and looked at Jiang Lin and said, "Don't let this matter affect you, kid. Just do your job well. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Lin could hear the concern in his words and nodded in response.

Glancing at Old Man Wei's back again, Jiang Lin thought that he couldn't stay in the blacksmith shop too late today. It would be best to come before dinner time to avoid any further trouble.

At this time, Dong Songchang had already left the South Blacksmith Camp and headed straight for the Imperial Palace's Forest Garden Division.

"Damn you Zhao Yankui, how dare you indulge that bastard to be rude to me? I must kill both of you!"

Dong Songchang walked and cursed, feeling extremely angry.

His family background is pretty good. He is not rich, but he has enough food and clothing and has never suffered any setbacks since childhood.

When she grew up, her elder sister married the deputy engineer of Linyuansi, and her background became even more prominent.

A few Taoist elixirs given by the nobles in the palace helped Dong Songchang grow from a useless man whose body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex into the sturdy man he is today.

After arriving at the South Blacksmith Camp, everyone, for the sake of his brother-in-law, never dared to contradict him and only tried to please him in various ways.

Only Zhao Yankui always went against him and didn't give him any face at all.

It would be fine if there was only Zhao Yankui, but now there is another Jiang Lin.

Dong Songchang felt embarrassed and decided to complain to his brother-in-law and punish the master and apprentice.

Shortly after he left the South Blacksmith Camp, the wet old man Wei also limped out.

His cloudy eyes identified the direction, and then he staggered forward.

His steps were slow but firm.

Walk two miles in the direction of travel, cross the stone bridge, pass a forest, and you will see a huge training ground.

Next to the drill ground, there will be a huge sign with four large blood-red characters engraved on it.

Nanling Camp!

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