So in this case, Tang San still has to call them God.

Of course, this is just a thought.

Let's not talk about whether it will lead to death. Even Tang Hao, a titled Douluo, cannot be treated like an ordinary blacksmith.

Three miles, not that far.

Soon, Lu Yu saw the hill at the entrance of Holy Soul Village from a distance. That should be the place where Tang San practiced every day, right?

However, because they arrived relatively late, they didn't see Tang San. They were probably either washing clothes or blacksmithing at the moment.

As the oxcart entered the Holy Soul Village, it quickly attracted the attention of some villagers, and a few little kids hid in the corner and looked at the two Lu Yu curiously.

At this time, an old man who looked to be in his sixties, tall and thin, but in good spirits came over.

He should be Jack, right?

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