"What a fine dagger!"
A young man with fair skin, wrapped in a black headscarf, wearing a yellow robe, rode a small donkey along a narrow mountain path.
He looked handsome and dressed simply, exuding an elegant scholarly aura, much like an itinerant hermit before losing his way.
"Really nice! Absolutely nice! From the moment I laid eyes on it, I felt it was destined for me!"
The scholar in yellow was fiddling with a jade-refined short dagger, becoming more satisfied the more he looked at it.
The dagger was extremely thin and single-edged, about a foot long.
In broad daylight, sunlight shimmered over it, revealing its extraordinary quality!
"Master, we're probably never coming back to Fulong Mountain. You tricked the Black Viper Monarch out of this jade-refined dagger and ruined his three-thousand-year-old birthday banquet. You'll be cursed every time you're seen from now on; how embarrassing!"
