But generally, even if someone calls him to guard the door, he will just deal with it calmly. When he really can't stand it anymore, he will teach people a lesson.
Besides being called a gatekeeper, he also hated people saying that his knife skills were bad.
You should know that Zhao Wuya's magic sword was forged by the sword-making master Tian Juezi at a cost of nearly three thousand taels of silver. Although he received a lot of salary every month, and the rewards given by his master sometimes were also a considerable amount.
Despite this, three thousand taels were still precious money to him. After all, he had come from a poor family and had experienced working day and night for a few taels of silver.
More importantly, the master who forged the sword for him, Tian Juezi, died suddenly after forging the sword.
From ancient times to the present.
All the masters of sword and knife making, the last weapons they made before their sudden death became legendary weapons, and most of the owners of these weapons eventually became world-famous people.
"Frost is the name of this knife."
Zhao Wuya gently patted the blade with his left hand.
"As for me, I can't stand anyone saying bad things about me. Did you just say that my knife might not be a good one?" Zhao Wuya suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Chen Yun.
"That's just my guess. Could guesses be wrong?"
Chen Yun narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.
Zhao Wuya smiled and said, "Whether you are guessing or something else, that is your business. In my opinion, you said that my knife is not good, so you deserve to die!"
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