
"You're looking down too much on your own abilities, Zhang Fei," he said with a solemn expression. "It's exactly what it should be like. We are old. Against all kinds of problems that are going on right now, we actually don't want to interfere anymore,"
"We old generation want to enjoy the last days of living in the world with peace and tranquility. But unfortunately, all of those things still can't be done,"
"The circumstances forced us to continue to get involved. So inevitably, we have to keep interfering,"
Yan Wu Sun looked very serious. It seems like what he said was not just nonsense. Zhang Fei and Ou Yang Shen themselves understood his point.
That's why after hearing the words just now, the two of them instantly fell silent and lowered their heads.
The two people instantly struggled with their respective thoughts.
Yan Wu Sun looked at him in turn. He knew what they were thinking right now. But he chose to remain silent.
Meanwhile, after a moment of thought, Zhang Fei suddenly raised his face and spoke straight away.
"Mr Sun is right. We should be the young people who take care of all the problems in the martial world. The old generation had sacrificed too much time. As appropriate right now, you can live your life in peace,"
Zhang Fei spoke in a deep tone. What he said, was the result of the reflection he had just done.
"But what can be done, the young of us do not yet have abilities like yours. So, we're forced to continue to trouble the old forces,"
The more he spoke, the more regret he heard in his tone.
Ou Yang Shen who was sitting by Zhang Fei's side said nothing. After all, what he wanted to reveal, was already spoken first by the young swordsman.
"Truly a very special young swordsman," Yan Wu Sun said after hearing Zhang Fei's remark.
He was completely amazed at the young swordsman who was in front of him. From the tone of his speech and from his ability, he could already guess that one day, Zhang Fei would definitely incarnate into a very extraordinary figure.
Meanwhile, in silence he seemed to be remembering something. He suddenly asked Zhang Fei a question.
"By the way, is that sword you're carrying, the Sword of the God King?" he asked while staring at the sword.
"Right, Mr. Sun," Zhang Fei replied confirming.
"Ah .." he exclaimed stifled. "If you may know, what is your relationship with the famous Zhang Family in the martial world?"
"This ..."
"Tell me. I just want to know the truth. That's it, nothing more,"
"Actually .. I am the son of the Lightning Sword,"
"Oh, you deserve to be amazing. It turns out that you are the only child of Mr. Zhang,"
Yan Wu Sun looked extremely shocked mixed in admiration. As an old generation figure, of course he also knew who the Lightning Sword was.
Although he did not ask further, but he could already feel far how Zhang Fei's background.
"A great son must have a wonderful father, too" he praised.
While Ou Yang Shen, he looked surprised as well. Because basically, he also knew who the Lightning Sword was.
Now, after knowing how the background of the young swordsman sitting by his side was, his admiration instantly grew.
The conversation between them continued. They stopped talking only when they ate.
Zhang Fei felt bad. Especially after further talking, he was constantly flattered by the teacher and the student. Especially Yan Wu Sun.
Unfortunately, Zhang Fei himself was not a person who was happy to be flattered like that. Although what was said was reality, there was still a bad taste in his mind.
Therefore, when the chatter stopped, he suddenly rose from his seat and immediately resigned.
"Master Sun, Uncle Shen, instead of reducing any respect or anything else, but forgive me for now that I have to leave. Because there are still many things that I have to work on immediately" Zhang Fei said speaking to the two.
"Eh, why do you have to leave so quickly, Fei?" asked Ou Yang Shen quickly.
"I want to seek another experience, Uncle Shen,"
"Oh, okay. I hope we meet again later in the day,"
Right after Ou Yang Shen finished his speech, Yan Wu Sun immediately reconnected.
"Can't you stay any longer? At least until all these problems are resolved" he said in a deep tone.
"Sorry, Mr. Sun, I have to leave right now," Zhang Fei said, insisting. "Related to the problem here, sorry if I have to trouble you again. But I believe, Mr. Sun will do his best,"
"Oh, if you keep insisting, I can't force anymore,"
The three of them saluted each other. When he finished, Zhang Fei left first.
Yan Wu Sun and Ou Yang Shen looked at his departure from their seats. The teacher and the student were both amazed by the young warrior.
"You see, in less than five years, he can certainly reach the peak of his glory" said the official Desert Party with full confidence.
"Yes, I believe. Because I think so too, teacher," said Ou Yang Shen.
Meanwhile, without feeling the time has entered the afternoon. Ever since his departure from the restaurant, Zhang Fei had never stopped. He kept running using the science of lightening his body.
When he was on a path in the middle of the forest, suddenly there was a shadow that shot and immediately stopped right in front of him.
"Who are you?" zhang Fei asked quickly.
"It's me, son of Fei," the shadow wearing shabby clothes and looking like a beggar instantly turned its body.
"Oh, it turns out Mr. Kiang," he said with a sigh of relief.
Zhang Fei bowed his body. When he finished he asked again. "If I may know, why did Master Kiang block my steps?" tanyanya.
"I deliberately stopped you because there is something to talk about," replied the Shadowless God Arak very seriously.
"What's up, Mr Kiang?"
The curiosity in Zhang Fei's mind grew. Especially after he witnessed the seriousness on the old man's face.
"The emperor gave a special invitation to you," he said in a quick reply. "Ah, no. I mean we,"
"Eh?" Zhang Fei frowned. "Why did the Emperor invite us?"
"Eitherway. But from the letter I received, he specifically invited the Four Great World Elders as well as yourself to come to the Imperial Palace,"
"When did the Emperor send us there?"
"Fastly,"
Zhang Fei stood up. He was amazed to be mixed with joy at the news.