Half an hour later, Tang Luo arrived at Old Wu's shop.
"Mr. Tang, Old Wu has been waiting for you inside for a long time. He said as soon as you arrive, please hurry in."
The waiter hurriedly said upon seeing Tang Luo.
"Alright, I'll go in now."
Tang Luo nodded and walked inside.
"Tang Luo, why did it take you so long to come?"
Old Wu quickly approached upon seeing Tang Luo.
"Why did it take you so long? I've been waiting for you for ages!"
"Uh, Old Wu, why are you in such a rush? What time is it?"
Tang Luo felt somewhat helpless.
"You're so busy all the time, and since you don't accept me as your master, when would you ever have the time to learn carving? So when you finally come to learn, how could I not be anxious?"
Old Wu held a carving knife in his hand and looked at Tang Luo as he spoke.
"Alright, alright, Old Wu. What do you plan to teach me today?"
Tang Luo lit a cigarette and asked.
"Have you ever heard of 'Han Eight Knives'?"
Old Wu asked seriously.
