These days, as a knife maker, I lament the difficulty of life.
In order to forge a rare sword, my master once made a Man-Han banquet for me.
But I don't care!
In order to forge a limited-forging sword, my master asked me to bathe, change clothes, burn incense and worship Buddha.
But I'm not happy!
In the end, my master turned black, and she took out a knife and put it on my neck... So the question is, should I put aside my dignity as a knife maker and forge a rare knife? It's time to forge a rare knife! It's time to forge a rare knife!