Taotie City.
Within the city, there is a first-class Sword Cottage that leans against a mountain. It covers a vast area and exudes grandeur. However, the main residence of the owner inside the Sword Cottage is quite modest, merely a wooden house at the foot of the mountain.
In front of the mountain wall, a middle-aged man with a weathered face stands with his hands behind his back. His robust, cropped hair, sharp features, and deep-set eyes make him appear like a stone statue, emanating an air of steadfast resilience.
Such is the demeanor of a master.
This man is the owner of the Sword Cottage, Xu Kunwu, a master swordsmith whom everyone in Taotie City admires.
However, this man is currently showing a trace of concern in his eyes.
"Father, did you call me?" A robust young man, looking about thirty years old and bearing a resemblance to the mid-aged man, rushes over. He appeared simple and honest, with bright eyes.
This was Xu Kunwu's only son, Xu Sui.
