In the bustling City of the Peerless, a sight both wondrous and extraordinary graced the skies as nearly two thousand swords shimmered and floated, casting an enchanting spectacle.

As the city gates stood witness, an old donkey, weariness etched on its face, ambled its way into the city. Seated on the donkey was a servant-looking young boy with an empty scabbard adorning his waist. With a furrowed brow, the boy lowered his head toward a middle-aged man who was leading the donkey's steps, "Master, I have worked so hard to save up for the sword. Li Chungang assured us he sought only to borrow swords from those within City of the Peerless. So why does he lay claim to mine? We have yet to even reach the city!"