"Mr. Zhao, his name is Yue Lingzhi, originally an Eighth Grade Divine Weapon Forger. Due to a mistake in forging armor and weapons, he was punished by Lord Lu to sweep the floor in the Divine Weapon Hall. He can resume his duties once he finishes sweeping," the reception official whispered.
"How long has he been like this?"
"Over two months."
Zhao Xing furrowed his brow, then activated his clear sight to observe Yue Lingzhi.
He discovered that the broom Yue Lingzhi held, which appeared ordinary, was actually filled with complex mechanisms and weighed at least a thousand pounds.
Holding such a heavy object was already very strenuous.
And once the broom touched the ground or left the ground for more than two breaths, thunder would emanate from the handle and shock Yue Lingzhi.
In other words, Yue Lingzhi could not stop; he had to keep sweeping to avoid being electrocuted.
As for why the immaculate Divine Weapon Hall still required sweeping?
