The day of the crafting competition finally arrived.
Early that morning, Vermillion Sword Hall was livelier than usual. Students who were not participating still had to attend their regular classes, but many of them were reluctant and kept glancing toward the forging grounds.
Li Yuhan and Li Zhang were not participating, so after sending Li Jingxuan to the gathering area, they went to their own class.
Before leaving, Li Yuhan patted Li Jingxuan's shoulder: "Xiao Xuan, do your best."
Li Jingxuan nodded seriously: "I will."
Li Zhang smiled: "That's the spirit! Remember, even if you cannot make the prettiest sword, at least make one that looks like a sword."
Li Jingxuan froze: "Fourth Brother, what kind of blessing is that?"
Li Yuhan forced back his laugh and said: "Don't listen to Fourth brother, just do as you practice. I'm sure you'll do good."
