Start with a blacksmith shop.

Li Zhenhua held the knife in his hand and headed towards the county town via Nifeng Express.

Li Zhenhua got off the car first and walked towards the express station, where he saw many express deliverymen sorting packages.

As soon as he walked in, a young woman came up to him and asked him a question.

"Hello, are you sending a package?"

When Li Zhenhua saw the young woman asking him a question, he immediately replied.

"Yes, I have a package to send, it's this thing wrapped in cloth in my hand."

After Li Zhenhua finished speaking, the young lady opposite him looked into his hand and saw a long, curved object.

"Sir, please come with us. We'll go to the counter and have someone pack it up for you."

"Did you bring your ID card? These days, we need to register with our real names to send packages!"

The young woman guided Li Zhenhua to the counter, then turned and called out to those behind her, "Xiao Hu, come help me pack!"

After saying that, he turned to Li Zhenhua and said, "Sir, please show us what it is so we can know what it is!"

"Okay, I'll get it out right away!"

After hearing this, Li Zhenhua replied with a sentence, and then used his own hands to unwrap the knife covered in cloth.

Li Zhenhua opened the cloth, revealing the knife handle. He grabbed the handle and used his left hand to pull the cloth back up.

The gleaming knife was exposed to the air, and the young woman opposite her didn't react at first.

But when she saw what Li Zhenhua was holding, she immediately screamed.

"Ah~, help me! Please don't kill me!"

The entire courier station, which had been noisy, quieted down at the young woman's call.

Everyone turned to look in the direction where the screams were coming from, and saw a man holding a knife, pointing it at the deliveryman across from him.

At this moment, Li Zhenhua finally realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to explain everything.

The girl opposite him showed no sign of stopping screaming. Li Zhenhua had never encountered such a situation before, so he was inevitably a bit flustered.

In this situation, Li Zhenhua handed the knife to the young woman and explained to her,

But as Li Zhenhua explained, his hands began to move erratically, and the knife swung wildly in the air in response.

The scene was even more frightening, and those who were near Li Zhenhua immediately scrambled to the side.

Li Zhenhua realized this wasn't a solution either; he immediately knew the root of the problem lay in the knife in his hand.

After learning the reason, Li Zhenhua laid a cloth on the counter and placed the knife on it.

After putting down the knife, Li Zhenhua looked to the side and, with his excellent eyesight, spotted an electric loudspeaker nearby.

Li Zhenhua took the megaphone, turned it on, and started shouting.

"Quiet, everyone quiet, don't panic, I'm not a bad person, I'm here to send something!"

Upon hearing Li Zhenhua's voice, the people in the courier station calmed down. When they looked at Li Zhenhua again, they saw that the knife in his hand had been replaced by a megaphone.

The young woman opposite him calmed down after seeing and hearing Li Zhenhua's shout.

The people around realized it was a misunderstanding and went back to their work.

The young woman patted her chest as she cautiously asked Li Zhenhua again.

"Excuse me, sir, what would you like to send?"

After order was restored, Li Zhenhua pointed to the knife on the counter.

"This is the knife I'm sending. I'm a blacksmith, and this knife is one I made to use in a sword-making competition, so I plan to send it over."

After listening to Li Zhenhua's words, the young lady finally understood what was going on, and then replied to him.

"Sir, I'm sorry, we cannot ship this knife. The items you requested do not comply with national regulations, so our company does not accept them!"

"what?"

Li Zhenhua had considered many possibilities, but he never imagined that this situation would occur: the knife could not be sent.

"Damn it, the organizing committee of this sword forging competition is really wicked. I can't even send the package. The text message said I should send the package myself."

"Sir, are you not clear? Our company cannot accept shipments of controlled knives. So, I'm sorry, do you have anything else to send?"

The young woman had returned to her previous state and spoke to Li Zhenhua in a capable manner.

Upon hearing this, Li Zhenhua felt like he had a million words of complaints about him about to burst out, but after hearing the young lady's explanation, he decided not to insist.

Li Zhenhua had no choice but to re-wrap his knife and walked out of the courier station somewhat disappointed.

Just as Li Zhenhua was about to leave, he heard the young woman behind him speak.

"Sir, I'd like to remind you that you can't send this knife out of any courier station."

Li Zhenhua shook his head, a strange feeling creeping over him, and walked out of the courier station.

Liu Xiaodong parked his car on the main road in front of the courier station, not wanting to get a ticket, so he didn't get out of the car to go with Li Zhenhua.

Guo Shugui didn't get off the bus either. He leaned back in the second row, tilted his head back, opened his mouth wide, and fell asleep.

Bored out of his mind, Liu Xiaodong was looking around the car for pretty girls.

Then Li Zhenhua appeared at the entrance of the courier station.

The figure looked rather dejected to Liu Xiaodong.

Li Zhenhua returned to the car once again with the knife.

Liu Xiaodong looked at Li Zhenhua, who had returned to the car without saying a word, and asked him, "What's wrong? Why do you look so listless? You were fine when you went in just now."

Li Zhenhua was feeling down and didn't want to talk, but since Liu Xiaodong had already asked, he answered Liu Xiaodong's question.

"Sigh, the courier station won't let me send it, saying it's a controlled knife!"

After hearing Li Zhenhua's words, Liu Xiaodong understood why he had felt something was off before coming; it turned out to be the root of the problem.

"Damn, I forgot, this knife really can't be shipped from the courier station."

This knife is already considered a controlled weapon; its length exceeds 30cm.

"They won't let us send it, so it's really no big deal!"

Li Zhenhua kept himself calm, placed the knife in his hand on the back seat, and then shoved it towards Liu Xiaodong.

Li Zhenhua grabbed Liu Xiaodong's neck with both hands and began to shake him violently.

"Damn it, you fatso, you didn't tell me, and you almost made them think I was a robber with a knife!"

If I hadn't been quick-witted and acted before the people around me could react,

I explained the reason clearly, otherwise I would have been pinned down there.

"You'll have to go to the police station to find me now."

Liu Xiaodong swayed with Li Zhenhua's movements, feeling aggrieved after hearing his words. "Damn it, I should have just kept quiet about this. Why are you taking it out on me now?"

"Hua Zi, this isn't my fault. I really didn't expect this."

Please let me think about it. Stop shaking, stop shaking.

"I have a way, I have a way! I'll take you there, I'll take you there!"