The pig-killing knife that had been frozen into an ice sculpture was now lying on Yang Jian's desk, motionless.

"Back then, the sword god Sodros thought I was ugly and refused to leave a place for me in his famous sword workshop."

"I was also afraid that Yilong Sword would be crowded, so I didn't force it anymore."

Slaughter Blade couldn't help but sigh as he recalled this old past.

"So", Yang Jian stared at it, "Are you interested in doing something big with me?" ”。

The pig-killing knife snorted a few times, seemingly extremely reluctant.

"Human", it hesitated for a moment.

"I see your thin body, it's no problem to use a fruit knife to cut fruit."

"But can you afford me?" , Pig Killing Knife asked Yang Jian playfully.

"Haha!" , Yang Jian looked up to the sky and laughed, unimpressed.

"What you need is not a peerless powerhouse", Yang Jian half-squinted his eyes.

"It's someone who will bring out your strengths just right."

"Give you some time and think about it slowly", Yang Jian put his hand on the ice sculpture.

"In these days, it's nothing to be ugly, just know how to wrap it."

The pig-killing knife was still there silent.

"Mess with me, and in a few years you will become a brighter star than the Shadowless Sword - Elenor".

Yang Jian dropped this sentence and walked out of the office without looking back.

At the moment, the streets of Huttonmar are bustling with people, and the sunny weather makes people's mood extra relaxed.

casually called a carriage, and Yang Jian sat on it.

"Go to the town hall," he casually handed over a few bills.

The coachman nodded in his respect for the distinguished guest.

Today, he's going to City Hall to face a bunch of well-dressed **s** – in his words.

Since the Battle of Jingpo Lake, some members of the parliament have taken advantage of the issue, and some have even thrown out a bill to sanction the Alchemy Guild.

Twenty minutes later, the carriage stopped in front of the town hall.

"Your Excellency, the Speaker and the Councillors have been waiting in the hall for a long time."

One of the attendants carefully helped him take off his coat.

It wasn't until he walked into the venue of Nano University that Yang Jian noticed that this place was different.

I saw that the parliamentarians were densely packed in the meeting room, and they discussed hoarsely, turning this council hall into a vegetable market selling chicken, duck, fish and meat.

However, when Yang Jian entered, the entire venue suddenly fell silent.

Some of the parliamentarians stood en masse with ill intentions, whistling at him and gesturing their middle fingers.

Then, a cacophony of voices drowned him out, and his mind went blank.

At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly had a fantasy.

"Am I in the NBA?!".

Watching a congressman grimace at him, Yang Jian couldn't help but think of a superstar in the NBA in his previous life.

His style of play is very elegant, which has been imitated by countless young people.

Once his passion is ignited, the whole circle becomes his performance.

However, later in his career, the troubles caused by injuries made him also subject to criticism from public opinion.

"Tracy", Yang Jian remembered this word that had been silent in the years.

His eyes were burning with passion at this moment, and his haughty lips curled up in the face of the sneers of the councilors.

"McGrady, the uncrowned king of the ring".

Yang Jian gradually puffed up his chest, and he walked on the red carpet with his head held high, as if he was reviewing his team.

Gradually, the audience fell silent, and the spotlight flickered on him.

"This is, my performance moment!".