The next day, after breakfast, Hua Yue Wushang took her to meet the Old Manor Master. Passing through the various courtyards of Wanjian Mountain Villa, they arrived at a separate garden—Wuming Garden.
Before even entering the yard, they could hear a clinking and clanking sound from inside.
Hua Yue Wushang smiled and explained, "My father is inspecting the newly forged treasure swords."
"Oh," Yue Ya nodded in understanding.
As they stepped into the yard, she was surprised to find that inside, neatly piled up, were hundreds of treasure swords. Each sword, not sheathed, lay on the ground reflecting dazzling, glimmering silver light.
Among the swords, there was a man in blue attire—Uncle Mei Xu, delicately hammering every inch of a sword's blade with a small hammer.
A servant by his side respectfully held a treasure sword, waiting for his inspection.
At his feet, one could see a tael of broken treasure swords.
It was probably broken by his hammering...
