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.,Not until the fat man went back to the kitchen did the beaten apprentice silently get up, though his whole body ached, he didn't dare to delay work.,In his past life, he had also befriended several Taoist priests who had received their talismans. He hadn't seen any of them possess any divine abilities or magical powers.。