With his upper body bare, Meng Yi wielded a large iron hammer, striking forcefully at a piece of pitch-black refined iron.
As the clangs resonated, countless sparks flew off the refined iron, gradually taking shape.
Yingu stood nearby, responsible for directing the process.
"Alright, now switch to the small hammer and hit it 36,000 more times!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Yi’s eyes widened, and he wiped the sweat off his forehead, panting, "Yin... Yingu, I can’t take it anymore, can... can I rest for a bit? If I keep this up, I’m afraid I’ll collapse from exhaustion!"
Yingu frowned, "You can’t handle it after just a few hits? You’re really not a man!"
Blushing, Meng Yi dared not retort, knowing he was at fault initially, he could only smile sheepishly.
"Of course I’m a man, but even the strongest man needs to rest!"
"Alright, alright, then take a quick break! Stop with all the nonsense!" Yingu replied irritably, then turned to the workbench to organize the past few days’ achievements.
The day Yingu failed to snipe Wu Nianyin, her entire drone swarm was destroyed by Xue An.
This was a devastating blow to Yingu, who had made a name relying on her drones.
That’s why she’s been so anxious these days, eager to restore her strength.
But while she was anxious, Meng Yi was reaching his limit.
For days, Meng Yi felt like a donkey turning a millstone, unable to rest for a moment, busy with one task after another, running circles under Yingu’s command.
Yet he dared not disobey, since it was truly his own misdeed.
Now, upon obtaining Yingu’s permission, he felt like pardoned from a death penalty, collapsing to the ground without regard for appearance, gasping heavily and unwilling to move a single finger.
Yingu mumbled, "What a waste!"
Then picked up the small hammer beside her and started striking herself.
Though Meng Yi’s face turned dark from being scolded, he lacked the strength to argue, wishing only to sleep deeply.
Just then, the door of the small workshop was pushed open, and Chen Shichun walked in from outside, with a somewhat serious expression on his face.
"What’s wrong?" Yingu asked absentmindedly while hammering the iron billet.
"The Second Miss hasn’t returned yet!"
"Isn’t that normal? Going back and forth from here to the Wu Family should take a few days, right?" Yingu said.
Chen Shichun shook his head, "That’s for us, but don’t forget, the Second Miss possesses various secret techniques. With her speed, she should have reached the Wu Family long ago, so I’ve had a bad premonition all along!"
"Oh? What premonition?" Yingu’s hammering finally slowed down.
Though Meng Yi had no strength to speak, his intense gaze said it all.
"I just feel that the Second Miss might be defeated this time!" Chen Shichun said worriedly.
"If she loses, Wei’s plans fall apart. Then not only will our unauthorized actions be exposed, but it might escalate uncontrollably, ending disastrously!"
Yingu’s expression finally grew serious as she stopped hammering, "Why do you think so?"
"There’s no reason, just a premonition! But you know, my premonitions often foresee the worst coming true!"
Yingu and Meng Yi both fell silent.
Because Chen Shichun spoke the truth; her previous mysterious premonitions always proved to be bad omens.
"It... it can’t be that accurate, right?" Meng Yi swallowed and said with difficulty.
No sooner had he spoken than they heard an angry bellow outside.
"Wei Qingfeng, get out here!"
The shout shook the three in the workshop, and Meng Yi, who was sitting on the ground, leapt up as if on springs.

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