The Sword God of the South

Misunderstand

In the afternoon, when the sun was over his head, the young man just woke up from his sleep. He then cleaned himself up in the small river that was there.

While cleaning up, Zhang Fei also tried to catch fish. If it can be good enough, it can be burned, he thought.

The young man spent about half an hour. The fish that was caught was quite a lot. Enough for lunch and afternoon.

Once on land, he immediately made a fire and burned the fish.

Not long after, the smell of grilled fish immediately smelled clearly. As soon as the fish matured, he immediately ate it voraciously.

When his stomach was already full, he returned again to the place around the headquarters of the Skull Moon Organization. More precisely, on the grave side of the Five White Angels.

He doesn't want to leave there right away. In his heart, the young man had already intended to shut up for three or four days.

It was as an expression of sadness for the death of the teacher who had been educating him tirelessly.

If he starts to feel bored, then he chooses to do the exercise.

The first day Zhang Fei stayed there, everything went fine. There's no incident whatsoever.

But just on the third day, something unexpected had come to him.

He suddenly heard many human footsteps walking into the forest where he was now.

The longer, the sound of footsteps grew closer.

Zhang Fei darted, he wanted to see who the people who had come were. But after being staked, it turned out that those who came were the Mountain Sword Party people and some people from other colleges.

He could tell that by looking at the clothes they were wearing.

"Do you want those people here?" Zhang Fei wondered while frowning.

He was indeed surprised, on what basis did the martial people come to the headquarters of the Skull Moon Organization?

Yush!!!

He darted and entered the base. Zhang Fei was deliberately waiting inside, his goal was because he wanted to know for sure the reason why those people had come.

A short while later, the troupe of warriors had already arrived at the front page. Everyone was shocked to death as they looked at the scars of the great battle that could still be clearly witnessed.

The number of people who came was around fifteen. Everything is old. The people from the Sword Mountain Party numbered three. Sure enough, they must be some of the higher-ups there.

As for the rest, Zhang Fei could not figure it out clearly. To be sure, they must have come from small colleges in Luoyang City.

"Brother on the inside, if you don't come out voluntarily, then let us force you to show yourself,"

One of the higher-ups from the Sword Mountain Party suddenly said. His voice sounded smooth, yet very ear-piercing.

Clearly, he had exerted a mighty energy in that speech.

Inwardly, Zhang Fei felt amazed as well. He tried to hide himself. Who would have thought, it turned out that person could still know his whereabouts.

Because it did not want to happen misunderstanding, then finally the young man walked out with light steps.

Zhang Fei gave a smile and greeted the troupe of warriors.

"Good morning, gentlemen. Introduce, my name ..."

"No need to talk much. You must be the rest of the Skull Moon Organization, right?"

"Sorry, what do you mean?" Zhang Fei asked as he frowned.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, young man. I know, you're the people of this demonic organization,"

"No, wait a minute. It's a misunderstanding, I'm not part of them,"

"Hemm, you want to lie to us who are old? You think we're stupid?"

Another old man began to participate in the conversation. The voice of that fellow was the same as his comrade, he looked displeased to Zhang Fei.

"I could swear. I'm not part of the Skull Moon Organization" the young man tried to defend himself. After all, he did not want to be slandered like that.

"If you're not part of them, then why are you here?"

"Because I also participated in the fight against the Skull Moon Organization. I'm donating energy with a group of warriors who turned out to be the losers,"

Zhang Fei said emotionally. So he unconsciously said the warriors were losers.

Of course, hearing his words, the troupe of warriors felt unacceptable. Especially the party from the Sword Mountain Party.

"Well, what do you mean say that?"

The mood began to tense. The old man was really upset to hear the words just now.

Zhang Fei himself actually still wanted to give an explanation. But because he realized it was useless, then he intended to tell everything.

"I want to ask you, if there is a warrior who runs in the field of battle that he is living, let alone that in defense of the truth, then he is more worthy to be called what?"

His eyes stared intently at the fifteen old men in front of him. Not long after, a character was heard answering.

"Of course he's a loser. Only such people would do such a lowly deed as you just mentioned,"

"good. So that's what the group of warriors did yesterday. Not all, but only four losers. And what do you know, who was the first to escape?"

"Who?" a figure standing behind asked quickly.

"He is the Golden Swordsman Gan Li. Vice-President of the Sword Mountain Party,"

Zhang Fei said slowly and with great pressure. It was as if he wanted everyone who was there to be able to hear his words just now.

Before they answered, he continued.

"I know you won't believe what I'm saying. I don't really want to believe it myself. Unfortunately, my eyes are not blind. So I know what kind of man he is,"

"lik! The demon boy lied. Where could our Vice-Chairman be like that. Obviously he was a warrior of the defense of truth,"

The higher-ups of the Sword Mountain Party spoke first. Several times he glanced at the two comrades by his side. It was as if something was hidden.

Seeing the incident and hearing the remark, Zhang Fei smiled coldly. A little, even though they only saw it from their actions, but the young man already knew what was happening.

"Why am I lying? Wasn't it in this attack, your party that was the vanguard? But, why didn't your own Chief take part in the attack?"

The longer he said, the more the young man's words made the three old men from the Sword Mountain Party break out in cold sweat. Their faces were slightly pale, as if frightening something that was unknown to others.

"Omong empty! You must want to embarrass our party!" the old man shouted increasingly unacceptable.