Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 40 The Meaning of Agreement

"Tsk, there are actually people who are blind enough to like a skinny little dog like you who has no meat on his bones."

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin's face instantly darkened.

Is that how you talk?!
He was only 7 years old at the time, how tall could he be!

Moreover, he is clearly the type who looks slim in clothes but has a muscular build when undressed!
"Hey, don't get the wrong idea. They have great taste. Who said I'm a greyhound?"

"Alright, alright, I give up. I'll be blunt. I just discovered my extraordinary forging talent at the Blacksmiths' Association today."

"So I've decided that I'll stop writing novels and make money through forging from now on."

"Now you know, right? You're not allowed to think about any weird things anymore!"

"Besides, I'm not some little greyhound. I was only 7 years old when the photos were taken! And I was wearing clothes in the photos."

How did you know I don't have muscles?

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan on the other side said disdainfully.

"Hmph, who are you trying to fool? Forging? You think you can even do it?"

"If you were seven years old before, you're only nine now?"

"A nine-year-old level four blacksmith? You're kidding me!"

Seeing that Ye Xinglan didn't believe him, Tang Wulin no longer hesitated.

He immediately pinned his newly acquired Level 4 Blacksmith Badge to his front, then took a picture of it under his neck and sent it to the internet.

Ye Xinglan saw the message pop up and subconsciously clicked to take a look.

"That's it. Although her figure is much better than before, it's still just average."

"Wait, that's a Level 4 Blacksmith's badge? How is that possible!"

"You little rascal, are you sure you can lift a forging hammer?"

"Wait, did you steal this from someone else?!"

Ye Xinglan was taken aback, because if what Tang Wulin said was true, then he was only nine years old.

A nine-year-old level four blacksmith? That's something that's never been seen in the history books of blacksmiths before!

Moreover, judging from his physique, although he is much taller than before, Ye Xinglan still doesn't think he can lift the hammer of a level four blacksmith.

Meanwhile, upon hearing Ye Xinglan's surprised tone, Tang Wulin also spoke with a hint of pride and smugness.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. The Blacksmith Association isn't just sitting around doing nothing. Where am I supposed to steal badges?"

"Also, I already said, I have a great physique. Everyone who sees me will call me a fair-skinned young man, okay!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan also fell silent.

Yes, the Blacksmith Association. Although it may not sound like a combat-oriented force, a normal association would have at least a Soul Saint level expert in charge.

And this author is only 9 years old. You can't say that he can defeat a Soul Saint at the age of nine, can you?

So, if you discard all the impossibilities, what remains is the answer.

This guy is actually a nine-year-old level four blacksmith!

Such talent left Ye Xinglan speechless.

After all, he looks like someone born to forge a divine body, someone who was born to make a living by forging.

So what right does she have to stop or interfere with his forging?

but.
She recalled the novels and comics Tang Wulin had written, and the days when she and he had argued about the plot together.

Ye Xinglan couldn't help but say something to Tang Wulin.

"Let's not even talk about how bizarre it is that anyone would compliment someone by saying they have fair and delicate skin."

"Even if you are indeed very talented in forging, have you really forgotten our previous agreement? Are you really going to give up writing like this?"

"Didn't we agree to keep updating? Your current novels and comics aren't finished yet!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Wulin was slightly taken aback.

Meanwhile, Ye Xinglan continued speaking. "I don't care how strong your forging skills become in the future, but do you think you can live up to the expectations of us readers who follow your updates?"

"The story isn't finished yet, but you, the author, are already abandoning it. Is that really the right thing to do?"

Hearing Ye Xinglan's words, Tang Wulin fell silent.

Involuntarily, memories of his close interactions with Na'er in the past, and the promises they made together, flooded his mind.

After a while, seemingly noticing the silence of the other half, Ye Xinglan also stopped firing.

"Hey? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you still there?"

Startled from his reverie by Ye Xinglan's question, Tang Wulin was jolted awake.

"Yes, still there."

Looking at the thumb that had once been pinky sworn with Na'er on the beach, Tang Wulin responded in a slightly hoarse voice.

Meanwhile, Ye Xinglan seemed oblivious to the difference in Tang Wulin's tone, and simply asked to herself.

"So what are your thoughts now? Are you really going to end it here? Or will you take a break for a while before continuing to update?"

Tang Wulin, still filled with remorse, did not hesitate at all when faced with Ye Xinglan's question.

"Even!"

"Since that's the case, then at least first... huh?"

Ye Xinglan, who was halfway through her sentence, suddenly realized that Tang Wulin seemed to be saying that he wanted to continue updating?
Meanwhile, Ye Xinglan didn't react yet, but Tang Wulin continued speaking to himself.

"Update today, and from now on, I will keep updating until I finish the manuscript! I will not stop updating even once until the story is finished!"

"This is the promise between you and me!"

Yes, back then, after being lured back by a rich woman who offered him a Super Alliance Master title every month, he made a promise with that rich woman and the readers who were following his updates.

Keep updating like this every day.

But just now, he almost gave up his promise because of some money!

This is him, this is the kind of person who doesn't keep his promises!

How can he face the readers who trust him?

How could he possibly be worthy of Na'er, the girl he once made a pinky promise with?
And the promise he made with Aunt Yin a week ago when she disappeared?

He made a promise to Aunt Yin and Na'er that he would become stronger and protect her!

That's right, a person who breaks an agreement and doesn't keep their promises is not a responsible older brother at all!

He is not a trustworthy person at all!

He would never let Na'er and Aunt Yin, his two family members who had trusted him since childhood, be disappointed in him!
Just as Tang Wulin suddenly realized his mistake, Ye Xinglan on the other side was also somewhat taken aback when she heard Tang Wulin's decisive action, which showed no hesitation whatsoever.

Just as she was about to say something, she discovered that the call had already been disconnected.

Above the chat box, Tang Wulin's message was emitting a faint glow.

"Thank you for reminding me. If it weren't for you, I would have almost lost my original aspirations!"

"Don't worry, I'll go back and update right away, and I'll submit my manuscript on time every day from now on, so you won't have to chase me for it anymore."

Seeing this, Ye Xinglan nodded in satisfaction.

Who said Ye Xinglan is just a violent tomboy?

Didn't you see that she's still quite good at persuading people to change their ways?
snort!
However, at this moment, Ye Xinglan noticed that there were new messages being sent at the bottom of the chat box.

Seeing this, she scrolled down to take a look.

"By the way, I'm really not a greyhound, you can see for yourself."

Upon seeing just one photo, Ye Xinglan instinctively looked at it.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky was dyed orange-red, like a dreamlike painting.

At the center of the picture is a boy standing on a street, with golden sunlight shining on him, outlining his slender and upright figure.

(End of this chapter)