Wind swept through Liangdu, raising the flag in front of Yuelai Inn.
It also stirred the hair and robes of the young man in black.
He appeared to be under thirty, with a gentle face, showing no sharpness in his features. If it weren't for the sword tied around his waist, it would be hard to tell he was a wanderer of Jianghu from his appearance alone.
Upon closer inspection of the wood carving in his hand...
It was not hard to discover that the carving took the form of a human holding a sword.
He had carved the sword with lifelike precision, the hilt and guard pattern clearly defined, the blade and tip smooth and sleek, almost revealing a metallic sharpness from the wooden form.
But strangely...
The face of this human-shaped carving was blurred.
With such carving skills, giving the wood carving a face, or even crafting it into an extraordinary appearance should have been a simple task.