"What the hell?"
Yunli stood beside Master Gongshu and muttered, "Martial training is meant to temper the body, mind, and strength. It isn't some game you can master overnight."
"Although the competition rules don't spell it out, a normal person should still have some martial ethics, right?"
"Maybe there just happens to be someone abnormal?"
Gongshu Liang glanced at the furnace behind him.
"Ah, it should be ready. I need to get busy."
"You all discuss what kind of weapons you want first."
After he left, March 7th began to hesitate. "Emmmm..."
Yan Huan urged her, "Come on. Didn't you decide what weapon you wanted before buying those stones?"
"I originally wanted to make a bow." March 7th smiled awkwardly.
"But now that I think about it, I already have a bow. Maybe I should make something else?"
"Besides, the materials are no good anyway. We're only taking evidence to confront that vendor."
"So, a sword?"
"I think that works." Yunli crossed her arms in approval.
"When the time comes, we'll use my sword to strike this one. If it chips after a single blow, let's see how he tries to talk his way out of it."
Some time later, March 7th held two slightly weighty longswords, overjoyed.
"Wow, Master Gongshu made these so beautifully. I almost want to use them in the competition."
"You can't just judge by appearances." Yunli advised her.
"A pretty exterior is the smith's achievement, but if the materials are flawed, it's all useless."
Thus, Yan Huan and Dan Heng followed the two of them back to the market.
Along the way, Dan Heng remained silent.
Yan Huan could not help asking, "What's wrong? Feeling homesick?"
"No." Dan Heng looked at Yan Huan and explained, "I just feel that undercurrents are surging beneath this Martial