Just after Du Chengfeng rode away, Li the carpenter was still shaking in fear at the sight of the axe in the storeroom.
It wasn't just because of fear, but literally shaking. He felt that the axe seemed like a block of ice frozen in winter, just a glance made him feel chilled to the bone.
He dared not touch it, truly dared not, no matter what, he wouldn't touch the axe, not even once.
With a resolute stomp, Li the carpenter simply closed the storeroom door. In this situation, he wouldn't be able to do any carpentry work, he might as well keep the axe inside to at least feel a bit more at ease.
Just as Li the carpenter was about to return to the main hall to make some food for his wife and children, his courtyard gate was pushed open.
"Have you seen my curved saber?"
It was Yang Sanlang who entered, going from house to house asking about his missing saber.
"I distinctly remember bringing it back…"
"I haven't seen it."
Li the carpenter scratched his head.
