Becoming a Martial Master: Starting as a Swordsmith

"Why aren't you two leaving yet!"

Han Tieshan roared at the two of them.

"Master, what kind of people do you take us for!"

Afu looked on incredulously, pounding his chest loudly, "Master, don't worry! Alu and I will never betray you!"

A-Lu nodded repeatedly, "That's right! Wherever Master goes, we'll go! The three of us, Master and disciples, can't we make a name for ourselves anywhere?"

Looking at his two apprentices, Han Tieshan's eyes welled up with tears. He put his arms around one of them and choked out, "Good! Good! With you two here, your master will definitely lead you to great things!"

The three of them hugged each other and cried their hearts out.

That night, the three of them drowned their sorrows in alcohol and got completely drunk.

Before long, Han Tieshan and Afu collapsed onto the table, snoring loudly.

However, Ah Lu, who was lying on the edge of the table, slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

He first tentatively called out twice, "Master? Afu?"

Seeing that the two did not react, he smirked and tiptoed to his feet, starting to rummage through the room.

He had long coveted the money Han Tieshan had accumulated over the years, and he was still by Han Tieshan's side only to wait for this opportunity.

Just as he touched the heavy money bag and his face lit up with joy, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Senior brother, it's not fair to eat alone."

Alu suddenly turned around and saw that Afu was already standing behind him.

Ah Fu's eyes were clear, showing no sign of drunkenness.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing at the same time.

"Damn it, you're pretending to be drunk too?" A-Lu laughed and cursed.

"Same to you."

Afu shrugged, stepped forward, and looked at the money bag in Alu's hand.

"Since we have the same goal, let's stop talking nonsense, split it evenly, and then go our separate ways, how about that?"

"make a deal!"

The two quickly divided up all of Han Tieshan's money, packed their luggage, and disappeared under the cover of night.

The next morning,

When Han Tieshan woke up from his hangover, he felt a splitting headache.

He rubbed his eyes and habitually called out, "Afu, pour me a glass of water."

No one answered.

"A-Lu?"

Still, no one answered.

Han Tieshan's heart skipped a beat. He abruptly sat up and looked around.

The room was a mess; cabinet doors were wide open, and boxes were overturned.

All the valuables have vanished without a trace!

He stumbled to where he hid the money, reached out and touched it...

empty!

Han Tieshan stood frozen in place for a long while before letting out a heart-wrenching howl:

"Those two beasts!!!"

......

Shen Chu's life became more and more regular.

On weekdays, he and Sun Ping are busy in the knife-forging courtyard.

In his private time, he practiced the Crushing Stone Fist incessantly.

But no matter how hard he tried, his progress bar remained stuck at the beginner level.

It seems that some kind of special opportunity is needed to master the Crushing Stone Fist to the minor completion stage.

You'll have to figure this out yourself over time.

As he thought about it, he cooperated with Sun Ping by hammering the iron.

Since Sun Ping was promoted to a low-grade weapon forger, his entire demeanor has been refreshed, and he has been exceptionally dedicated to teaching Shen Chu.

Although Shen Chu possesses highly refined skills, Sun Ping's experience over the years has also helped Shen Chu avoid many detours.

Just then, a commotion suddenly erupted outside the courtyard gate, interspersed with shouts and rebukes.

Shen Chu put down the hammer, exchanged a glance with Sun Ping,

Both of them frowned and walked to the courtyard gate to peek out.

Outside the gate of the Li residence, a ragged, unkempt man was shouting at the top of his lungs.

It was none other than Han Tieshan.

His face was covered in dirt, his eyes were sunken, and he looked more than ten years older than before.

Upon hearing the news, Li Jiwu rushed over, his face ashen: "Han Tieshan! Didn't I give you money to leave? What are you doing here causing trouble?!"

Han Tieshan knelt down with a thud, wailing, "Second Young Master! Those two damned bastards stole all the money! I don't have a single penny left! Please, give me some more, I can't even afford to eat!"

Li Jiwu frowned: "I gave you a chance, but you failed to hold onto it. I have no obligation to keep helping you! Go away, don't embarrass yourself here!"

Seeing that Li Jiwu wouldn't budge, Han Tieshan grew anxious and raised his voice, "Second Young Master! You can't abandon me! You were the one who told me to..."

He was speaking when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Shen Chu, who had come to watch the commotion, out of the corner of his eye.

A surge of overwhelming hatred welled up in his heart. He raised his finger, pointed at Shen Chu, and opened his mouth to shout:

"It was the second young master who instructed me to deliberately cause trouble, just to embarrass the eldest young master!"

Li Jiwu also saw Shen Chu, and his expression changed instantly.

Before Han Tieshan could utter those words, he shouted sharply, "Guards! Throw this mad dog out of here!"

Upon hearing this, several burly guards pounced on Han Tieshan and began punching and kicking him.

Han Tieshan screamed repeatedly, clutching his head and curling up on the ground, completely powerless to fight back.

Li Jiwu stood on the steps, watching all of this with a blank expression.

He then cast a fierce glance at one of the guards.

The guard immediately understood and seized Han Tieshan's right hand in the chaos, twisting it in the opposite direction!

With a crisp crack of bones breaking, Han Tieshan let out a piercing scream!

"Throw him out!"

Several guards dragged the wailing Han Tieshan like a dead dog and threw him onto the street outside the mansion, attracting the attention of passersby.

Shen Chu stood at the courtyard gate and saw the scene just now clearly.

When he saw Han Tieshan open his mouth to say something, Li Jiwu's face instantly darkened.

Then, at his signal, the guards used such ruthless force.

They directly crippled Han Tieshan's hand, the one he used for eating!

Shen Chu couldn't help but secretly click her tongue in amazement.

This second young master usually appears gentle and refined, always greeting everyone with a smile. But once he turns hostile, he can do so faster than turning the pages of a book, and he shows absolutely no mercy.

Such people are far more dangerous than those who appear fierce and menacing on the surface!

I need to be more careful around him in the future.

Shen Chu withdrew his gaze, no longer wanting to watch the commotion, turned around and went back into the courtyard, picking up the forging hammer again.

He has no interest in getting involved in other people's grudges and disputes; the right thing to do is to focus on completing his own tasks.

......

After being beaten, Han Tieshan dared not cause any more trouble. He struggled to his feet and walked back to his house step by step.

The moment I pushed open the door, a scene of utter devastation came into view.

Han Tieshan slumped against the wall, looking down at his limp right hand, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

He hates!

He hated the Li family, hated Li Jiwu for turning his back on him so ruthlessly, hated his two ungrateful disciples, hated Sun Ping for stealing his thunder, and hated everyone.

But what he hated most were Steward Li and Shen Chu!