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He tugged tight the thin grey linen shirt, Li Yu took a deep breath and joined in amidst the shouts of several apprentices.,"Apprentice, apprentice, three years of servitude," these words are not just idle chatter.,That old geezer, Sun Fatty, was considered a half-decent master craftsman. He oversaw ten or so apprentices and managed the food and lodging for the over a hundred people working at the weapons forge. His temper was notoriously bad, and beating and scolding his apprentices was commonplace.。