Ironhoof Alley, Wang's Blacksmith Shop.
"Honey! Xiaohu! Come out, quick! Su Yu is here!"
Upon seeing Su Yu, Mrs. Wang enthusiastically lifted the door curtain and led him to the rear courtyard.
"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"
In the rear courtyard, the forge fire blazed. Wang Tieyan, bare-chested, revealed a bronze-skinned torso with knotted muscles. He was swinging a great hammer, striking a piece of red-hot iron, sweat pouring off him like rain.
Hearing the shout, he handed the hammer to a nearby apprentice and came over with a booming laugh.
"Senior Brother Su!"
Even faster than him was a youth as sturdy as a young bull. Wang Hu thundered over, his face alight with excitement. "Long time no see! I heard you put on a grand display at the Yuan Lantern Festival, taking on two major martial arts schools in a row! The story's spreading like wildfire outside! I tell them I'm your junior brother, and they're all dead jealous of me!"
