The Sword God of the South

The Old Man's Place of Information

Unwilling to waste any longer, Zhang Fei and Yao Mei finally sat down on the available seats.

From inside the door of the room, there was suddenly a girl walking in. His age is young. Maybe about fifteen years old. His long black hair was pinched in two.

The girl's face still depicted children filled with joy. Both of his cheeks were red as tomatoes.

He came while carrying a tray of wine and light dishes. Deftly the girl placed the tray on the table. Then he immediately opened the wine seal and poured it into the cup.

"Please drink, Young Master and Young Miss," he said with a smile.

His voice was loud and full of excitement. After getting the nods from his two guests, he immediately retreated. The girl was silent in the corner of the room.

"Don't hesitate, just drink first. Let's just say we are our own people" the old man said, laughing.

He then took out the wine cup that was in front of him.

"Let's have a toast," he asked.

Feeling bad, Zhang Fei and Yao Mei finally obeyed the old man. The three of them toast.

Moments later, the old man started talking again.

"Include me, my name is Ho Tong. You can call me Old Place Information. I have been in this profession for about ten years. During this time, there have been many guests from various circles who come here. They asked all sorts of questions, and the results did not disappoint. The information I gave to each of those people, it really proved to be real," he said, introducing himself clearly.

Zhang Fei and Yao Mei nodded. It seems they did not go wrong to come to this old man.

"Ehmc ... Sir, roughly, do you know any information about the martial world?" zhang Fei asked after a while.

"Hahaha ..." the Old Place Information laughed quite loudly. After a long time, he said again. "Of course I know a lot. Moreover, in my early youth, I once ventured into the martial world,"

He stopped for a moment to take a breath. Then continue his words. "Information on whose character does the Young Master want to ask? Are the Four Grandfathers of the World a white stream? Or the Four Elders of the World Flush the black stream? Or ... Young Master wants to ask about the martial parties in Tionggoan country?"

"Ah, no. It just so happens that I just want to ask about an event that has just taken place these few days," Zhang Fei replied as he gave a smile.

"Oh? What about the current state of the martial world? About his political situation? Or about the seizure of the heirloom thing that happened in Five-Finger Mountain?"

The two young men looked at each other again. They were amazed at the Old Place of Information. Although he had not asked anything, but from his words alone, they already believed that the old man was indeed a warehouse for information.

"That's exactly right, sir. Our arrival here is to wonder about the seizure of the heirloom," Yao Mei said.

"alright. I am ready to provide information about the incident. But on condition that you dare pay the price I give you,"

"We are willing," Zhang Fei said quickly. "How much do you offer?"

"One answer is worth a hundred tahils of silver" he said. "Is the Young Master capable?" he glanced at Zhang Fei using the tail of his eyes. It was as if he wanted to see the expression of the youngster.

The two young men did not answer. They seem to be thinking first.

"Young Master don't worry. The answer I will give later is not as short as I thought. If there was an explanation, I would definitely explain it in detail. After all, I make sure Young Master will not regret having asked the Old Man of Information" he said trying to convince the guest.

"alright. I agree," Zhang Fei replied quickly after he thought for a while.

The Old Man Information Smile. A pretty weird smile. No one could see that smile. No one knows what it means.

"alright. Starting from now. What question does Young Master want to ask?"

Zhang Fei thought back. Because in his mind now, there were so many questions he wanted to ask. But how could he ask all these questions.

Wouldn't that cost too much?

"Let me ask first," Yao Mei told him.

"Hemm, okay,"

The beautiful girl smiled. After taking a look, he immediately asked.

"What kind of heirloom is in that black box?"

"The contents of the black box are different. One is an heirloom book. The book itself contains the essence of silat science from several parties in the past. The other is an heirloom. In the martial world, it was called the Midnight Rose Flower. It is said that the flower is very rare. Perhaps its appearance only occurred in a period of one hundred years,"

Zhang Fei and Yao Mei were dumbfounded when they heard the answer. In that case, no wonder why so many warriors are willing to risk their lives to get it.

But among the two heirlooms, what surprised them the most was about the flower.

Is there really a Midnight Rose in the world? How does it look and what are the benefits of the flower?

Out of curiosity, Zhang Fei unconsciously asked about it.

"The Midnight Rose Flower is true. The old generation figures of the martial world must know this. The shape of the flowers themselves, almost similar to roses in general. Only, the Midnight Rose Flower is said to have a larger size with a bright red color,"

"The usefulness of the flower is that, when one eats it, it is certain that he will gain energy in the equivalent of decades of training. Plus, the person would be immune to all sorts of poisons,"

The two young warriors nodded their heads. They believe in the words of the Old Place of Information. As a martialist, of course they also know that in the green jungle there are indeed many heirloom objects that have extraordinary properties.

However, not every swordsman can have these things. Only the lucky ones can have it.

"Then, who is the owner of the two heirlooms?" zhang Fei asked further.

"He was from another Empire. I dare not mention his name, because this is too risky,"

"Although at a higher price?"

Zhang Fei grew even more curious after hearing the answer. Because he believes, the main mastermind in the struggle for the heirloom must have something to do with other events.