The Mountain Dwarf powerhouses crossed their arms, displaying a dismissive attitude.
"Nonsense! I was clearly here first. You're just a third-rate shield-making blacksmith. What do you know about the materials for forging divine weapons? You're just looking for trouble on purpose!"
The Tunnel Dwarf powerhouse glared with eyes as big as bronze bells, blowing his beard up as he spoke, "Get out of the way if you know what's good for you. Don't embarrass yourself here!"
For a moment, the imposing aura emanating from the two grew increasingly intense, causing the surrounding space to warp and collapse.
The powerhouses accompanying both sides were also on edge, making the atmosphere extremely tense.
The market guards naturally noticed the scene, but chose to stand by and watch from afar, with no intention of intervening.
