Chen Yifan hesitated for a while and turned to look at Ou Yangming.

If things went according to his original plan, he would never put Ou Yangming on the stage. Nonetheless, even if that was Chen Yifanʼs initial intention, he could not have stuck to it in front of Li Xinfan.

Ou Yangming smiled and took a step forward. "General Li, I was the one who smithed the spear."

"You…" A flash was seen in Li Xinfan's eyes as he uttered slowly, "Ou Yangming from the Immense Forest Military Camp."

"That's me, senior."

Li Xinfan's eyes were like lightning. "Did you address me as a senior on purpose because you're afraid I'll enlist you using my status as general?"

Ou Yangming smiled embarrassedly and thought, 'Since you could already tell, why did you say it out loud?'

In front of Chen Yifan, the young fellow did not mind considering himself as a subordinate, but he had to be mindful in front of other high-level officers.

Li Xinfan flapped his sleeve and said, "Child, you don't have to think so much. Based on the fact that you neither feared the authority nor hesitated to offend the imperial merchant and the governor to seek justice for a soldier's family member, someone you haven't met, nobody will make things difficult for you."

Old Craftsman's eyelids twitched, and he cast a dangerous look at Ou Yangming.

'This young fella offended the imperial merchant and even the governor? Did he eat a bear's heart or a leopard's gall?'

Ou Yangming was shy. "General, I only did what I should do."

Li Xinfan nodded and sighed. "Everyone knows what should be done, but how many act on it regardless of the costs?"

Ou Yangming was stunned, and he recalled the many injustices that he encountered when he was younger. The most simple example would be a robbery on the street. Everyone knew to capture the thief, but how many people actually had the guts to do it?

There were countless cases as such.

"I was furious when I heard about the matter too, but even if I act in my capacity, I can only make them stop temporarily. Once I'm transferred away, perhaps Jiang Jiumei will suffer greater hardships," Li Xinfan expressed. He stared at Ou Yangming with his bright eyes. "You were the only one who made a move without holding back, and you adopted the strictest method to remove those demons and monsters."

The general took half a step back with a grave expression on his face, then he did a half salute at Ou Yangming. "On behalf of the numerous soldiers, thank you, Master Ou."

Behind him, the group of people saluted Ou Yangming as well, each of them carried out the formality solemnly without faking it.

Ou Yangming was taken aback, and he quickly dodged them. "General, I don't deserve such praise!"

"If I say you deserve it, you deserve it," Li Xinfan uttered as he straightened his body. He raised his eyebrow and added, "Lil' Ou, I promise you that Changlong's military is your home from now on; we won't sit by idly and do nothing if anyone tries to trouble you!"

"We promise—" The men behind him shouted at the same time, and the masculine aura that echoed in the courtyard was moving.

Ou Yangming took a deep breath to slowly collect himself. "Thank you, general."

It did not matter if Li Xinfan was being sincere or if he was putting on a show. Since the general had made a promise to Ou Yangming in public, the young fellow had just been given an amulet.

At the very least, if anyone in Changlong County wanted to set a trap for Ou Yangming, one would have to think thrice.

Li Xinfan chuckled and shook the spear in his hand as he asked, "Lil' Ou, did you really smith this magic tool?"

Ou Yangming answered proudly, "Yes."

Li Xinfan's eyes glowed, and it was clear that his heart was pounding.

'A magic tool… This is a magic tool!

'Other than the imperial family, it's simply unbelievable that someone else in this world can smith a magic tool.'

"General Li." Chen Yifan rubbed his hand and smiled apologetically. "Ou Yangming smithed that spear for me, you…"

"You're such a miser; I'll return it to you!" Li Xinfan glared at him and cursed. He turned his wrist to toss the spear to Chen Yifan.

General Chen instantly caught the spear and touched it lovingly.

He had previously acquired a rare ore and asked Old Craftsman to smith a weapon for him, but even then, he was not hoping to obtain a magic tool.

Although the ore that he found was not used on the spear in the end, he was satisfied and had no regrets.

Li Xinfan's face twitched as he remarked, "Yifan, based on your cultivation base, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep this spear."

Chen Yifan was startled, but he decided after some thought to reply to the general with a bitter smile, "Thank you for pointing it out, general. Ah, I can't keep this spear indeed…"

Li Xinfan nodded and commented, "It's good to know your limitations, how about…"

Nevertheless, before he could finish his sentence, Chen Yifan cut him off. "I'll inform my clan and ask my great ancestor to get here as soon as possible. If I'm able to become a great ancestor in the future, this spear belongs to me!" General Chen spoke so firmly that there was no room for discussion.

Li Xinfan was dumbfounded, but he shook his head and sighed at last. The general stopped talking about trading the spear because he could tell that Chen Yifan regarded the weapon as his life. Unless General Chen was killed, he would not give up the spear.

General Li turned to look at Ou Yangming once more.

Ou Yangming understood from everyone's reaction that the magic tool was far more attractive than he imagined it to be.

"General Li, I only managed to smith the spear by chance," he explained sternly, "I went through many difficulties to search for the materials, and I only smithed two of them even though I almost lost my life."

"Two of them?" Li Xinfan's eyes lit up at once. "Where's the other one?"

Ou Yangming answered with a smile, "The other one is my weapon."

"Your weapon?" Chen Yifan was moved, and he asked, "Ou Yangming, did you learn the Throat-locking Spear when you left with my clan's great ancestor that day?"

"That's right," Ou Yangming responded.

Chen Yifan looked at the young fellow in all seriousness, then he suddenly shouted, "Good fella, watch my spear!"

Before the general's voice died away, he wielded his spear and performed a few tricks as he prodded the weapon at Ou Yangming.

The spear tip vibrated and seemed blurry like specks of stars, hence everyone else could not tell where it was pointing at. However, Ou Yangming spotted the tip clearly.

With each move made, the spear tip was aimed at Ou Yangming's throat from afar. It was worth noting that each vibration from the tip appeared like a mystifying light, and he would be doomed eternally if he was slightly negligent.

Despite that, Ou Yangming had fully learned the Chen family's Throat-locking Spear from Chen Dishou.

He swayed and moved backward at the speed of light, arriving beside the weapon rack in the corner of the courtyard as though he had wheels.

Ou Yangming kicked and retrieved a spear.

The spear was only of High Grade, which was far from a magic tool, but it was usable.

Countless sparks were seen when Ou Yangming pointed the spear tip forward and charged at Chen Yifan.

Two figures became entangled with each other in a flash. Chen Yifan displayed his spear technique openly, and he attacked with savage moves as he relied on the sharpness of his magic tool.

On the contrary, Ou Yangming was agile and fluid. He naturally evaded his opponent's weapon to not have his vital parts harmed, and the spear seemed flexible as the young fellow vividly displayed the wonderful spear technique.

The two men were not fighting in a life-or-death battle; they were merely exchanging blows to improve their spear techniques. That said, the Chen family's Throat-locking Spear was known to be a unique technique. Every gesture and move was aimed at the other person's vital points, so it cast a chill over those who watched.

After exchanging tens of blows, Chen Yifan suddenly stabbed him with his spear. Instead of meeting force with borrowed force, Ou Yangming lifted the tip of his spear and faced the attack head-on.

The two spears immediately came into contact with each other, and Ou Yangming's spear split as a result. When the young fellow's spear met the tip of Chen Yifan's magic spear, it was like butter meeting a sharp knife; there was no way his spear could resist the magic tool.

Ou Yangming flew backward and threw away the remains of the spear in his hand. He praised smilingly, "General, that was a great spear technique!"

"You're wrong, you're wrong. What's great is this spear!" Chen Yifan laughed out loud. He withdrew his spear and stood still, then he nodded and noted, "Not bad, you've indeed learned the Chen family's authentic technique, so you're qualified to use a magic tool."

The general secretly lamented when he looked at Ou Yangming. The young fellow's cultivation base improved so fast that it was unbelievable; it took just a few months for him to advance from the martial-arts squat to Yin Grade Class Four.

Chen Yifan was a Yang Grade powerhouse himself, but he dared not use a magic spear.

Theoretically, a Yin Grade martial artist did not stand a chance to use a magic tool, but General Chen could not bring himself to say it when he thought about how scarily fast Ou Yangmingʼs martial arts upgraded.

This was because Chen Yifan knew the Ou Yangmingʼs martial arts cultivation base might catch up to his the next time they met. Moreover, he also knew it would not take long before he had to look up at the young fellow.

At the end of the day, it was not within the generalʼs power to decide if he was qualified enough to use the magic spear.

"The spear is great, but so is the spear technique." Li Xinfan laughed out loud. He later asked, "Master Ou, you came from the Immense Forest Military Campʼs Armament Camp, and youʼre also a Military Fire Blacksmith. How about you come to my camp to give those fellas some pointers?"

Ou Yangming was struck dumb, and he had a vague feeling that Li Xinfanʼs invitation was not as simple as it seemed.

Nonetheless, before he could decline Li Xinfan, the general had already walked over to him to pull his hand affectionately and laughed. "Come, letʼs go take a look at the Armament Camp."

Ou Yangming smiled bitterly. He certainly would have dodged if Li Xinfan tried to catch him, but the old general pulled him like he wanted to have a small chat with him. As such, the young fellow could not make the general look bad.

Li Xinfan held Ou Yangmingʼs hand and strode out of the courtyard.

While Old Craftsman and the rest looked at each other, one of the soldiers approached them and asked, "Gentlemen, youʼre all masters from the Armament Camp too, right? Please come along too."

Everyone including Ni Yunhong and Chen Yifan looked at the old man.

This was because they knew Li Xinfan only wanted to invite one person to the camp.

Old Craftsman hesitated for a while, but he sighed and agreed because he was worried. "Please lead the way."

Everyone eventually left the courtyard, leaving Chen Yifan with his magic spear because he was the only undecided one. Before the Chen familyʼs great ancestor arrived, General Chen was resolute to not let the spear leave him; even if he was eating or sleeping, he would only be at ease if he had it by his side.