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That old geezer, Sun Fatty, was considered a half-decent master craftsman. He oversaw ten or so apprentices and managed the food and lodging for the over a hundred people working at the weapons forge. His temper was notoriously bad, and beating and scolding his apprentices was commonplace.,Suppressing the tremor in his heart, Li Yuan crouched down again. He didn't attract any other gazes, but his mind couldn't help but wander.,Logic told him it was unlikely, yet he still held onto a glimmer of hope.。