ther side of the schoolyard, weapon racks stood filled with blades and spears, swords and halberds—every conceivable weapon imaginable. Each piece shone brilliantly, extraordinary in its craftsmanship... understand""How old are you, Brother Jiang" Zuo Guangshu asked.The carriage was driving down the long street.This content is a code snippet. I can't translate it because it doesn't contain any text....