Blacksmith: You Are Making Mjolnir For The Forging Exam?
Chapter 160 - A Competition Between Students

However, Jiang Mengyao, who was by Wu Mo's side, was not willing to let him suffer such grievances. She was just about to go over and reason with Qian Rong, but before she could take two steps, Wu Mo pulled her back.

"Forget it. There's no need to care about what others say. We just need to be ourselves," Wu Mo said with a smile.

Deep down, he just did not want to pay any attention to that fellow called Qian Rong.

"Wow, Wu Mo, you're really patient. If anyone else dared to say that about me, I definitely wouldn't let them off easily. You're the one who's going to be called a coward," Cheng Tao sarcastically said not far away.

His face was full of pride, and the corners of his mouth even showed a hint of ridicule.

He wanted to see how Wu Mo would deal with the situation.

"Don't push it, Cheng Tao!"

Jiang Mengyao could not take it anymore. She immediately stood up and shouted, "When you participated in the graduation assessment, you were just lucky to pick up a high-quality material. That's why you ranked in the top 10. If it weren't for that stone, your broken dagger wouldn't even be qualified to pass the assessment!"

Her tone was filled with anger as she mercilessly tore open Cheng Tao's wound. It was as if she wanted to completely sever her relationship with him in front of everyone.

One should know that the matter had always been taboo to Cheng Tao, who had relied on his luck to rank in the top 10 during the graduation assessment.

Despite that, Jiang Mengyao still brought it up in front of all the students. Her behavior completely shocked the surrounding people.

Everyone looked at Jiang Mengyao in surprise, not knowing why she would do that.

After all, Cheng Tao was an outstanding student who had received a medal in the academy. Now that he had found a good job, his future was limitless.

In comparison, Wu Mo appeared to be in a much more miserable state. It was clearly an irrational move to offend Cheng Tao for a person like him.

Cheng Tao was standing in the crowd outside the hotel's entrance. His face was red, and his body was shaking with anger. Jiang Mengyao was looking down on his character by denying his results in public!

The anger in his heart made him almost lose his mind.

At that moment, he only felt rage when he looked at the expressionless Wu Mo standing behind Jiang Mengyao.

"Wu Mo, you're still as weak as ever. You can only rely on a woman to support you. What a joke."

Cheng Tao taunted him, but Wu Mo remained unmoved.

"Mengyao, don't lower yourself to his level. It's a waste of time," Wu Mo said in a low voice, then stood to the side in silence.

The crowd saw Wu Mo lowering his head as if he had completely surrendered to Cheng Tao's tyrannical abuse of power.

They all shook their heads, feeling that Wu Mo was beyond redemption and had even lost face as a blacksmith.

Qian Rong, who was watching the show from the side, had a mocking smile on his face.

He thought to himself, 'I didn't expect Wu Mo, the best graduate, to fall to this extent in just a few months. Others are pointing at him and insulting him, but he's still turning a blind eye to everything. He's so vexing.'

He felt bored and subconsciously took out his keys from his pocket, ready to drive away.

Outside Golden Age Hotel's entrance, the sky above everyone's head was gradually darkening. The cold wind was blowing the fallen leaves on the ground and sweeping them into the bushes on the side.

Light rain patted the roof before falling to the ground.

Seeing this, the girls standing at the door frowned slightly, as if they were wondering about how to leave.

They had traveled to the class reunion by car, but their home was not close. If they took a taxi, they would definitely be drenched in the rain during the process of getting on and getting off.

"Lin Shan, why don't I send you back? My Mercedes-Benz comes with a pass that allows me to enter and exit all kinds of community housing. I guarantee that I can send you to your doorstep," a young man standing beside the girl immediately offered.

"Tsk, what's so great about sitting in a small Mercedes-Benz? I have a Ferrari. You can come with me."

Another person was not amused, and he immediately spoke in a proud tone.

Their competition immediately led the surrounding people to imitate them.

In order to prove that they were better than others, they all took out their car keys and inadvertently showed off.

"Oh my, I'm so envious of you guys. You can drive by yourselves. I'm so miserable. I can only wait for my secretary to pick me up in his Maserati."

Qian Rong "accidentally" revealed his Rolex watch and spoke in a slightly sad tone.

His casual show-off instantly aroused the dissatisfaction of the surrounding people.

"That's right. I really envy those young people. Unlike me, I still have to wait for my butler to pick me up in a Lamborghini."

Cheng Tao, who was not willing to fall behind, immediately jumped out and added.

"As expected of the two big shots. I'm much worse than you. I don't have an assistant or a butler. I only have a gentle girlfriend. Well, I won't talk about it anymore. My girlfriend will be picking me up in a Rolls-Royce soon."

The comparison between the few of them immediately attracted the envy of the surrounding students.

Several people around Qian Rong immediately gave him a thumbs-up and praised him. "F*ck! Brother Qian, you're too extravagant. Even your secretary's driving a Maserati. You're really a role model for our generation."

"That's right, that's right. Don't you know who our Brother Qian is? Half of the luxury goods business in the entire Shanglin City is run by the Qian family. Our monthly salary can't even compare to their pocket money."

Qian Rong enjoyed the praises of the people around him, and the flattering words made him feel smug.

He raised his chin and glanced at Wu Mo, who was standing at the corner by the door. He found that Wu Mo still had his head lowered and was not even looking in his direction.

'Hmph, you're already in such a state, yet you still think so highly of yourself. Since you don't respect me, don't blame me for making a fool out of you.'

The moment Qian Rong thought about it, he raised his voice and asked, "Oh, Wu Mo, don't tell me you're going to ride your e-bike home? If that's the case, won't Jiang Mengyao end up drenched like you? "

His words immediately made everyone turn their eyes to Wu Mo. Looking at the latter's submissive appearance, everyone was in the mood to tease him.

"Huh, I don't think so. It's the 21st century. Would someone still use an electric bike as a means of transportation? Isn't that thing only used by ordinary people? We blacksmiths are important talents of the country. No matter what, we should at least buy a Volkswagen Jetta to drive."

"Are you stupid? Wu Mo's already a delivery man, so how can he be considered a blacksmith? We have to draw a clear line between us and some people. Otherwise, people will think that all blacksmiths are like him. If that happens, our industry will be in trouble."