"The art of forging iron this time is no small matter. Medicine Master, let me use your sword."

Now we are at the corner of Chang'an Street, outside the imperial palace. Li Jing is traveling with the emperor and has the responsibility of escorting him, so he does have a sword on him.

If the emperor wants to use it, he will naturally untie it and present it.

Li Er took Li Jing's sword.

There was some rust, and when I pulled it out, I saw a lot of scratches. It looked like it was a veteran's sword.

But Li Er didn't care about this, "Pharmacist, what's the quality of this sword?"

"Your Majesty, this sword was struck by Wei Chen when he was young. I have been with Wei Chen for almost forty years, and there has never been a chip in the curling blade."

Li Er nodded, "It can be seen that it is a fine product made by a master. But pharmacist, I am going to offend you today."

"His Majesty?"

Li Jing was a little confused. He didn't understand what Li Er meant.
Chapter completed!