Swordsman Without a Name

Bad News

It's morning.

The sunlight shone down onto the earth meekly. The golden light makes everything on the face of the earth look beautiful.

Dew still dripping from the leaves fell to the ground. The sound of the birds squeaking sounded melodious and lively. They welcomed this morning cheerfully.

All shops in the area of Mount Hua Sun are open. People from all walks of life have filled the shops.

Each swordsman has breakfast with his respective colleagues.

This morning was very bright. Everyone was happy to welcome.

But it can only be felt by those who are ordinary people. For the warriors it was just the opposite.

They felt very sad this morning. As dark as the present martial world. They also feel dark. A disaster that began to hit the green jungle.

In a tavern, Cakra Buana had gathered with his other companions.

They are Huang Pangcu, Old Man Sucks, Old Granny Hunchback, Mei Lan, Liu Bing, Cio Hong, Mast Bengcu and of course the Blind Who Knows Everything.

All of the figures met not long ago, all of them carrying their respective news after conducting an investigation throughout the entire Hua Sun Mountain area.

But of all the news obtained, the most shocking news is the news brought by Tiang Bengcu, Huang Pangcu and the Blind Who Know Everything.

The three men brought almost the same news. That's bad news. Bad news. Every word of them was able to make the anger in the body instantly roiled instantly.

The atmosphere on the dining table of the people was silent. Nobody's talking. They are struggling with their own thoughts. Those people are drowning with their own dreams.

"Is what you're saying true?" huang Pangcu asked the Blind Who Knows Everything.

As he asked so, Huang Pangcu's expression was truly solemn. During his time together, his friends had never seen such a serious expression. His eyes stared intently at the young man.

"Why am I lying? If you don't believe it, just try asking him yourself," Li Guan replied as he glanced at Cakra Buana.

"Are you talking the truth?" the old man asked Cakra Buana.

"I'm speaking the truth. That heirloom is not on me. After all, the heirloom that was said to be here was just a hoax. That thing is a fake. While the real one is somewhere else," said the Nameless Swordsman with a facial expression that is no less serious.

"How could that be?" ask him further.

"Because the truth is like that. The Flying Dragon Organization had deliberately lured all the martial figures here just to be pitted against the sheep. I'd think you knew that too. And I was scapegoated by them. I was the target, they thought that the two heirlooms were on me. Though I myself do not know, until now, the fake goods are either in whose hands,"

"But what about the real thing?"

Cakra Buana sighed deeply before she answered Huang Pangcu's question. After feeling a little calm, only then did the young man answer him.

"One heirloom thing I've managed to have. I've been drinking Thousand Year's worth of Ginseng decoction water. But as for the heirloom book, I didn't manage to find it myself,"

Only the question now is where is the heirloom book? In whose hands is this fake?

"We put the problem aside. As long as our best friend has succeeded in achieving his goal, I think everything can be easily faced. The question now is how can everyone believe that the heirloom they are fighting over is a fake? Moreover, how about making them believe that those two things were not in the hands of the Nameless Swordsman?" tiang Bengcu suddenly raised his voice after listening quietly since then.

"I think it's been a very difficult affair. Moreover, not all warriors are on the same path," said Cio Hong, the almighty teacher from the Rajawali Sakti University with a sigh.

"True, this is certainly very difficult. They can't possibly believe what we're saying" said Old Man Sucks.

Everyone nodded their heads too. To convey something to different people flow, of course it is very difficult. Especially if we have no evidence at all.

"You guys just calm down. I have my own way of getting out of this matter" said Li Guan the Blind Who Knows Everything calmly.

"What plan do you mean?" huang Pangcu asked curiously.

"I can't say it now. Obviously, I'd like to ask you guys for help,"

"We are ready to help" Huang Pangcu said seriously.

"Please tell all the warriors present here that they will gather in the grassland of Mount Hua Sun,"

"When?" sela Granny Old Hunchback.

"When the full moon comes,"

The full moon will soon appear. According to the calculations, about three more days that time will soon arrive. That's why everyone there nodded as a sign of agreement.

At that moment, suddenly there was an old grandmother approaching the Nameless Swordsman and the others. The old grandmother was half-bent. He walked with a bow, in his right hand was a stick made of black wood.

His face was already full of wrinkles. Her hair was covered, it was almost completely white. His clothes were shabby, he came while glancing towards the Nameless Swordsman.

"Just do what the Blind Knows Everything. The problem of the warriors will believe it or not, rest assured that they will believe it" the old grandmother said suddenly.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously. But no one talked between them, everyone locked their mouths.

"Okay Nek, thank you for your advice," replied Cakra Buana with a smile towards him.

The old grandmother smiled as well. His teeth are a little visible. Although he was old, his smile was still sweet. The smile is still graceful. And most importantly, the smile was addressed to the Nameless Swordsman.

Without saying anything more, the strange and mysterious old grandmother just left.

Who is that old grandma really? Where did it come from and what was its name?

No one knows about that. Everyone present there felt foreign to the old grandmother. All of them display the same facial expression, except that only the facial expression of Cakra Buana looks different.

The expression on the young man's face looked calm and relaxed. Not showing any curiosity about who the old figure was.