the entire forge, casting an eerie red glow. Tang Wulin, already drenched in sweat despite his usual stoic demeanor, stood beside Mang who also had beads of perspiration trickling down his forehead.T... smiling Douluo. He didn't expect the other party to support him so wholeheartedly. This was a good start! With his support, his position as the master of the Tang Sect would naturally be more stable...