The Sword God of the South

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Time keeps passing back. The beautiful sun charming, now vanished behind the green hills far away there.

Evenings have come to greet the earth. The perfectly round moon has given its soothing shine. The Goddess of the Night was as if smilingly greeting humans on earth.

The breeze of the mountain breeze that carried a bone-piercing chill, was still blowing slowly.

The chirping sound of a melodious bird that had been heard in the forest, had now disappeared and was replaced with the barking of a dog or a wolf.

Zhang Fei and the stranger old man were still sitting on the spot before. They also kept their mouths shut.

To this extent, the young man did not dare to start talking. He was determined that before the old man spoke, he would not speak.

For some reason, Zhang Fei sensed that the old man by his side had immense authority.

He himself could feel it very clearly.

Suddenly, the stranger got up from his seat. He grabbed the empty wine jar, then walked into the hut. Once out again, he had already brought a new wine jar.

"This wine has been buried underground for a long time. This wine is not only efficacious to warm the body, but also efficacious to restore energy that has been lost," he said while sitting in the original place.

The wine seal is opened. The old stranger then poured the wine into the cup.

For the umpteenth time, they returned toast.

"Young man, who are you really?"

After a long time of closing his mouth, he finally opened his voice. Finally he invited Zhang Fei to talk to him.

"My Margaku Zhang, my name is Fei" he replied politely.

The stranger nodded his head several times. He did not ask further about his size. Except asking about something else.

"If I may know, why are you there in that place?" ask him further.

The place he was referring to, was of course the former headquarters of the Skull Moon Organization!

Zhang Fei understood that. Hence, he immediately replied.

The young man recounted all the events that had happened in the place. Starting from the attack plan, even to the events of why he and his five teachers can be involved in the problem.

Not to forget too, he told me about himself being gang-raped by an old swordsman's troupe that morning.

As long as he explained, the stranger's parents did not say a word. He kept his mouth shut. In fact, his facial expression was also flat.

There was no surprise at all or anything like that. It was as if he had guessed or even known.

After Zhang Fei finished telling the story, he heard a heavy sigh.

The old man poured some wine back, then drank it with a single gulp.

"Young man, what your teacher said is true. The Skull Moon Organization was a dangerous organization. Therefore, I agree with the intention of the Mountain Sword Party who wants to eradicate the group," he said starting to express his opinion.

"Only, what a pity. After hearing the story you told me, I became really disappointed with the party. You know, that the Sword Mountain Party is one of the big parties in Luoyang City?"

Zhang Fei knew that!

Only, he did not answer. The young man was waiting for the old man to continue speaking.

He paused for a moment, staring at Zhang Fei's face quite sharply. After a while, he spoke again.

"It's not that I don't believe your story, I even believe it completely. Merely, I still can't believe that the Golden Swordsman, turns out to be a loser,"

At the time of saying the last word, it was as if there was a sense of disappointment in the old man. More than that, the look in his eyes also depicted hatred and disappointment.

The atmosphere there was quiet again. The old man who had not known who and how his origin was, fell silent again.

"Old man, is it possible that all this, is the result of the chaos that befalls our martial world?" ask Zhang Fei.

He dared to ask further. Because he himself was very curious, why would the higher-ups of a large party, dare to do such a deed?

"It could be," he said. "Even if you're still green and you're young, but I understand, as a person in the martial world, you know exactly what's going on right now,"

Zhang Fei already knew. Moreover, some time ago, his teacher had told the situation in the green jungle clearly.

He nodded his head several times. Then he said again, "But I'm still amazed by what happened yesterday,"

"What makes you wonder?"

"In the attack, all that was present was the Golden Swordsman and a few higher-ups. That too I think, is just a fake official. The truth is that they are some of the senior disciples in the Sword Mountain Party, while some of the original higher-ups are the three people who attacked me all out yesterday,"

The old man looked surprised and immediately looked at Zhang Fei with a curious look.

"So, the Chairman of the Gunung Swords Party did not participate in the attack?"

"Absolutely not. I was astonished myself, when the one who called for the attack was him. But, the main culprit was not involved, is not this too strange?"

Whoever he was, he would definitely feel the same way as Zhang Fei.

"So from that, I'm pretty sure that behind this, there must be something going on in the party,"

"What do you mean?" the old man asked, increasingly astonished.

"Eitherway. But my hunch says that the Mountain Sword Party is not doing well,"

"Hemm, I agree with what you've said. But for now, we can't do anything. What's more, we don't have solid evidence,"

The old man said with a serious facial expression. Secretly, he was also amazed at the young man sitting with him.

He is young, but he can analyze the situation, even just starting from small things.

From this, he could already judge that the young man named Zhang Fei, was a smart and reliable child.

"Where are you going after this?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.

"I'm going south. I'll run the last assignment from the teacher,"

"May I know who your five teachers are?"

Since then, the old man was still curious about who the teacher of Zhang Fei was. When he told the story, he never explained who his teacher was.

As you know, asking about teachers or college origin, is actually a disrespectful thing.

But because the old man was curious, then he did not attach much importance to all sorts of things.