He was dressed in white, his long hair as black as ink, looking like an immortal who had never left this world.
Perhaps because of the rarity of sunlight, he found it dazzling as soon as he left the tomb and reached out to shield his eyes.
Although he was dressed in simple white clothes, he still exuded an undeniable air of nobility.
Once his eyes had adjusted to the bright sunlight, he lowered his clearly defined hand, a cold smile playing on his lips.
A man in black appeared silently and abruptly behind him, exuding a chilling aura. He knelt on one knee and respectfully whispered, "Master, it's time to set off."
The young nobleman casually smoothed a strand of hair at his temple and said, "No rush. Before we leave, we should clean this place up. We should eliminate all the people who have been monitoring me for the past three years."
His tone was cool and indifferent, as if he were making casual conversation.
He stepped forward, sunlight streaming down, gently enveloping the area, while within the cold, gloomy tomb, a silent massacre was taking place.
"No rush to return to the palace, I still need a sharp blade," the noble young man said calmly.
The golden sunlight gently caressed his thin body; he was like a flawless piece of ice and snow, never melting away.
After listening to Meng Yuxiu's legendary stories, Chang Lili looked at the broken sword in her hand and no longer felt that she should throw it away.
She began to carefully repair the broken sword, grinding away all the rust, heating it in the furnace until it was red-hot, then reattaching the broken part, and continuing to polish it until it was shiny and smooth as new.
She not only had to repair the sword, but also forge a large number of spears, keeping her busy until late at night.
Meng Yuxiu, however, could not stay there until late at night, so he had to leave reluctantly.
After the sword was repaired, Chang Lili held it in her hand and looked at it, but felt that the sword was too wide and too heavy, and was not quite comfortable to hold.
It is actually a good sword, but the person who forged it probably only considered that the sword looks majestic and imposing, and forgot to consider its performance in actual combat.
Or perhaps this broad and heavy sword was designed for a strong man with incredible arm strength, like Meng Yuxiu.
She shook her head in disbelief, and when Meng Yuxiu came to collect the sword the next day and looked at the brand-new sword, she casually mentioned the incident.
"Your sword is not bad, but it's not very handy to use. I can't say anything good about it."
"Oh?" Meng Yuxiu looked at the sword and asked with interest, "Then, in your opinion, how should it be used to make it convenient to use?"
Upon hearing this, Chang Lili put down what she was doing and explained to him in detail: "First of all, even if you want it to look more intimidating and lethal, you can't just rely on its bulky appearance. Besides, this sword looks a bit silly."
Upon hearing this, Meng Yuxiu scoffed, "This sword of mine used to be a fine weapon, so how come it's now completely useless in your mouth?"
"I never said it was completely useless," Chang Lili said innocently as she went back to her work.
Meng Yuxiu smiled, touched the sword, and put it into the box.
Chang Li, unable to contain her itch, couldn't help but say, "If you also think what I said makes sense, I do have some suggestions."
Tell me about it.
A flash of inspiration appeared in Chang Lili's clear eyes as she said, "This sword doesn't appear imposing and domineering because it's bulky. Look at how thick and heavy the blade is; it's really cumbersome. I think one side of the blade could be made into a huge serration. That would look much better, the blade would be much lighter, and the power would only increase."
Meng Yuxiu looked at her in surprise: "You want to modify my sword? That's quite a bold idea."
Chang Lili revealed a hint of pride: "Your sword is from many years ago. Even if it's repaired, it's impossible to use it. With this modification, it might still come in handy."
What weapon could Meng Yuxiu not have? Why would he need an old sword to put to use?
But he inexplicably agreed to Chang Lili's request.
"Alright, then I'll hand this sword over to you. You can help me modify it properly."
Chang Lili turned around in surprise, her eyes bright, and said, "It's a deal."
So the sword could not be taken away, and Meng Yuxiu said before leaving that he would come back to retrieve it on another day.
Chang Lili thought that he was a very busy person and wouldn't need the weapon for a while, so the so-called "choosing an auspicious day" would definitely take many days.
She then began crafting the spears while taking her time to meticulously modify the sword.
Unexpectedly, Meng Yuxiu arrived the next day. Chang Lili asked him in surprise if he had something else to do, but he said he had come to see how the sword modification was going.
“Modifying weapons isn’t something that can be done in a short time; slow and steady wins the race,” Chang Lili couldn’t help but say.
Meng Yuxiu smiled and said, "I didn't come to urge you. I was just curious and came to take a look."
Chang Lili thought he was worried about the sword that was so important to her, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
Meng Yuxiu went to the military manufacturing office every single day for the second and third days, which made Chang Lili a little anxious.
"It's just a sword, why are you so nervous?" She mentally familiarized herself with Meng Yuxiu while keeping up with the progress of her work.
Finally, on the fifth day, when Meng Yuxiu came to the military workshop, Chang Lili had finished modifying the sword.
The sword's side was polished with countless large serrations, which significantly reduced its original bulkiness, making it look more imposing and aesthetically pleasing. It also felt much lighter in the hand.
"Incredibly fast!" Meng Yuxiu exclaimed sincerely.
Chang Lili gave a "Of course" look and said proudly, "Things made by me can't be bad."
Meng Yuxiu took the sword with satisfaction, and even after returning to his residence and until the next day, he couldn't help but repeatedly hold the sword in his hand to examine and practice it.
But after noon, Meng Yuxiu couldn't sit still any longer. He got up but then turned back.
He pondered for a moment, then called Ke Shou over.
"I remember I used to have a gun, but it wasn't very good, and the blade wasn't sharp, so it was just sitting in the armory, wasn't it?" It seemed that recalling this gun had taken him a lot of effort, as his brows furrowed.
Ke Shou's brown pupils darted around, and he said, "It seems there is such a gun."
"Can we still find it?" Meng Yuxiu asked anxiously.
Ke Shou glanced at Meng Yuxiu, finding him rather strange, before saying, "Yes."
After saying that, he turned and headed toward the armory, and sure enough, he returned shortly afterward with a gun.
Meng Yuxiu took the gun and then had Ke Shou drive the carriage to the military workshop.
Upon arriving at the military workshop, he confidently placed the long spear in front of Chang Lili.
Chang Lili looked at the unremarkable spear, which wasn't too rusty, with a puzzled expression.
"This gun was with me when I was a general in my early years. Although it looks ordinary, it accompanied me through life and death." Meng Yuxiu said with great emotion.
Chang Lili said with a dark expression, "So you want to fix it again?"
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