According to his master, when Luo Qingzhou was seven years old, a living god gave him a fortune-telling, saying that his son would be destined to be wealthy and that he would have great fortunes when he was twenty and three years old.
Twenty-three-year-old Luo Qingzhou watched expressionlessly as the dagger he had just forged transformed into a living person. He just wanted to give the old Taoist priest who was always talking about a donkey a great fortune, if he could still go back.
1V1 host, Tsurumaru x Luo Qingzhou (male judge)
Thirty years ago, prosecutors parachuted into Honmaru, during which time more than a hundred swords were damaged and no one was spared.
Thirty years later, the ignorant swordsmith fled into the abandoned Honmaru and picked up the broken blade that no one cared about.
Today's rain looks different from the old rain.
It's rare to be happy in my hometown, but in a foreign land.
Where in the world is there madness?
(I will update it later when I come back after taking the college entrance examination)