The old man, surprised, couldn't help but ask, "Young friend, you indeed have keen insight. My granddaughter's saber is indeed a Kazhuo Knife from the Zang Family. But how did you determine we are here to hunt just by seeing a knife?"
Ye Chenfeng smiled and said, "It's made with eleven kinds of solutions and quenched to nearly 56 hardness. You can stick it into a stone crevice and do pull-ups. It's better than the Japanese Katana, or Spain's Jungle King! This knife is simply a deadly weapon, it would be a pity not to use it to kill. But looking at the behavior of you two, you are undoubtedly from a noble family, calm and composed, not like bloodthirsty people. Since you and your granddaughter are strolling leisurely here, I can only think you're out hunting!"
"Haha, young friend, your analysis is brilliant, clap, clap, clap..." The old man couldn't help but applaud.
