Apprenticeship

Luo Yuan paused, and burst into laughter out of nowhere. He was sick of people who were as stubborn and self-righteous as they were. First was the crazy Mr. Wang, and now there's another one. He would not be surprised if he were to meet more of their kind, in the future.

Seeing Luo Yuan’s sarcastic smile, Fang Peibin felt an imminent sense of danger. He had goosebumps, and his muscles were stiff. Suddenly, his arms shook and when he looked, the wooden saber in his hand had vanished.

He was shocked. He tried his best not to take a step back and stared at Luo Yuan in all seriousness. Luo Yuan gripped the wooden saber, lifted it and touched the surface softly.

A dimmed glow sparked, and clouds of sawdust were falling like flour. He touched it with his palm again, and it was now a layer thinner, in a split of a second. He also played with the saber, it was now lighter and handier.