The Sword God of the South

The Gathering of Swordsmen

Zhang Fei smiled again. His pair of eyes again glanced at the laughing girl. Somehow, subconsciously, he actually liked Yao Mei's expression while laughing.

He felt as if it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Zhang Fei also felt, upon looking at him, all the burdens that were on his shoulders just disappeared.

He watched her long enough. Yao Mei herself realized that she was being noticed by others. But for some reason, he didn't want to ban it. He was actually at ease when he was seen by Zhang Fei.

Until without them knowing, the two looked at it for a while.

The world seems to stop turning. Time also stopped.

A smile suddenly fell on their mouths.

"Oh, apparently there are lovers here who let go of longing? Then forgive me for interrupting. I was forced to pass by here because I wanted to head up the mountain, "a slightly cold and tasteless voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Zhang Fei and Yao Mei who were looking at the eyes, instantly came to a realization.

At the time of turning his head, it turned out that the one who spoke just now was none other than Yin Yin. Granddaughter of the Beggar Party Leader.

"Miss Yin, what ... What do you mean? She ... she's not ..."

"What's? Once again sorry I have disturbed you," while saying so, Yin Yin continued her steps back.

He no longer wants to look back. He does not want to!

His heart suddenly hurt. Her breath feels tight. Even his footsteps were heavy.

'What's this? What has happened to me?' Yin Yin Yin wondered in her heart.

He doesn't know what's going on right now. Clearly, this was the first time he had felt such a thing.

While on the one hand, when looking at the departure of Yin Yin, actually back then Zhang Fei wanted to catch up. It's just that he himself was confused.

If you go after Yin Yin, what about Yao Mei?

For that reason, he did nothing. Zhang Fei was only able to look at his departure.

"Who is he? Is she your lover?" yao Mei asked suddenly. His voice turned cold again. Even his face changed. It is like a jealous lover.

"No, she's not my boyfriend. He is the grandson of the Beggar Party Chairman," Zhang Fei replied trying to explain.

"Then, why do you keep seeing his disappearance? You don't want him to leave? Alright. Let me just go,"

Yao Mei instantly turned her body around. He really went from there.

"Miss Yao, wait!"

Yush!!!

Zhang Fei tried to catch up with the science of lightening the body. Unfortunately, he had not managed to find Yao Mei.

"Well, why else would I get involved in a woman's problem" he murmured.

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The night is late. The first fist was already sounded in the distance. The atmosphere around the Five Fingers Mountain region was getting crowded.

The more time, the more warriors come.

His face began to blush. Sayu's eyes. But he still remembers the circumstances around. Although he was already a little dizzy, Zhang Fei was not really drunk yet.

The reason why he drank that much, was none other than that he wanted to forget Yao Mei's face. Especially his smile. He wants to forget that.

But why can't he? The more forgotten, precisely the shadow of his face even more clearly visible. What's the matter? Did Zhang Fei really like Yao Mei?

He doesn't know. He really doesn't know about feelings.

Zhang Fei then turned to the surrounding places. It turned out that in the tavern there were quite a number of warriors who were also drinking with their colleagues. Meanwhile, they did not forget to talk about the events that will happen in Five Fingers Mountain.

After hearing their conversation for a while, apparently the seizure of the heirloom will occur tomorrow night. Right at the full moon.

'It is only fitting that the warriors who are present more and more, ' his mind while paying attention to the conditions inside the wine shop.

Some time later, Zhang Fei suddenly stood up. He walked over to the tavern owner and immediately paid for his drink.

Now he already knows when the time of the seizure of the heirloom. So, inevitably Zhang Fei had to take a complete rest. He must prepare his strength.

Midnight tomorrow is a determination. Determination of the success of the task he took. Also the determination of his own life.

Not long after, Zhang Fei was already in the middle of the forest back. It's pitch-black in there. Fortunately there was a slight reflection of moonlight, so he could still see the situation around.

The young man began to look for a place to sleep. Coincidentally not far from where he was standing now, he found a small cave.

He walked towards goa. After it was confirmed that there was no occupant, Zhang Fei immediately cleared the situation inside that was indeed dirty.

Once finished, without doing any more activities, he went to sleep. Sleep very soundly accompanied by a bonfire that he made from dried wood twigs.

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Zhang Fei woke up as dawn started to appear. He immediately looked for a river to clean himself, then immediately hunted the jungle chicken. Incidentally, his stomach was hungry. Maybe because I didn't get to eat last night.

After a while, he also managed to get a forest chicken. Although the size is not too large, but at least it is enough to prop up the stomach itself.

When the day came in, the young man then came out of the forest. He directly climbed to the Five-Finger Mountain.

The first time he arrived on the path, Zhang Fei was taken aback. Because there are many people gathered there. People are trading more and more. The boisterous voice of the people's conversation was heard alternately.

At noon, he had finally made it to the top of the Five Fingers Mountain.

There, in a very large courtyard, there were currently dozens of people gathered. Some were in groups, some were sitting alone.

No need to ask anymore, all those people must be martial masters.

Zhang Fei looked around. He was quite surprised, as this was his first time being in the midst of dozens of high-ranking warriors.

"With this many people, I can't imagine how terrifying the battle will be" Zhang Fei muttered as he continued to pay attention to the circumstances.

Just imagining it was already so horrible. Then what would happen if he would actually be involved in the battle? Maybe he'll survive?

After seeing the reality firsthand, to be honest, Zhang Fei did not have the full confidence he had before.

If he was surrounded by dozens of lower class warriors, he might still be able to escape quite easily. But if surrounded by top-class warriors, would he really be able to break away?

Let alone him, maybe the martial World Grandfather's own class, will not be sure able to get out of the siege.