Lao Dao jested.
"Anyway, I left through the broken gate without any care. Back when Baisheng was about to destroy my hands, it was Brother Dao who helped me escape. Now returning the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique to Tongwen Hall is only proper."
Li Yuan showed a hint of gratitude in his eyes.
Craftsmanship has strict rules; betrayal of mentor, breaking ties to establish oneself.
Minor actions result in a loss, skills retrieved; severe ones create enemies, relentless to death.
If it weren't for crafting a weapon for Ninghai Zen once, with some favors involved, and Lao Dao's kind heart, secretly protecting me a few times, I might not have been able to save my hands.
"Baisheng was relentless in pursuing you, Younger Brother Li, you handed over the craft of forging the Wind-listening Saber, along with the secret recipe for Quenching Iron Water hidden at the bottom of the chest, enough to repay the teaching grace.
