The Sword God of the South

The Unmerciful Old Beggar

Zhang Fei was already in an ancient temple located around the small town. The temple is located on the edge of the forest.

The temple is very dilapidated. Many roofs have been broken. The paint there is also flaking. Not to mention the many cobwebs found in every corner of the temple.

Perhaps, all of these things are because the ancient temple has not been used for a long time.

The old beggar took Zhang Fei to the back. There was a bed that was only covered with straw.

"The temple has been empty for a long time. I've lived here long enough, and this is my bed" she explained.

He then sat down, then took out the remaining urn yesterday.

Zhang Fei sat down. He then asked. "Do you live here alone?"

"Do you still see any other humans, other than the two of us?"

The old beggar laughed. His laughter was quite loud. But behind that, tucked sadness that can not be covered.

Zhang Fei could see this. But he did not dare to touch her. He was sure that the old beggar would say something to him.

Meanwhile, after he downed the wine, the old beggar immediately said further.

"Young man, can you tell me, why are you so eager to find out information about the Black Banner headquarters that is here?"

Asked that, of course Zhang Fei was unwilling to waste any more time. He quickly told her the truth.

All the events he told me clearly and clearly. There was nothing he covered.

"Hemm, so since the Journalist Cong Lai Family has always been kind to your Grandfather, then you decided to settle all these matters?"

"Right," Zhang Fei replied confirming.

"What if the family didn't help your grandfather, would you do the same?"

"Ehmm, of course,"

"Why is that?"

"Because the family of Reporter Cong Lai are good people. It is not appropriate for people like them to die with curiosity,"

The young man's speech was full of emotion. Whenever he remembered the bloody events that had befallen the family of Reporter Cong Lai, Zhang Fei had indeed always felt something like this.

More than that, he was always reminded of the bloody events that once befell his own family.

And all of those things, because of one problem.

The main problem was the Black Banner Party!

Therefore, since going down the mountain, he has been determined to destroy every black party in the martial world.

At a minimum, he would make all those perverted parties think a thousand times before committing an act of evil!

Meanwhile, after hearing his reply, the old beggar also returned laughing.

"Hahaha .. great, very good. Turns out you're a young swordsman who's willing to lend a hand. I like you. You're very different from the people in general,"

He stopped for a moment to take a breath. A short while later, the old man immediately continued speaking again.

"You know, these days, it's really hard to tell which swordsman is black and which is white. You know why?"

Zhang Fei did not answer. He just shook his head.

The old beggar was getting more and more excited in his speech. His gaze towards Zhang Fei changed. He admired the figure of the young man he had just known.

"Then, exactly one year ago, I was a famous swordsman. People call me the Unselfish Old Beggar. In addition, I have also served as the Branch Chairman of the Beggar Party,"

"Unfortunately, it's all happened in the past. I am just a beggar who has nothing. Although my abilities are still there, but my fighting spirit is no longer there,"

"Why is that?" zhang Fei asked quite surprised to hear that.

"All this is because of that rotten party. They have raided the headquarters of the Beggar Party that I hold here. They killed all my men, and left me only one,"

'Ah, it turns out so, ' the inner young man said.

Now Zhang Fei understood why the state of the Unselfish Old Beggar was like now.

It turned out that the reason, was none other than because he had been desperate.

"Sir, have you reported this to the friends of the martial world, and reported it to the headquarters?"

"I've all reported. But none of my efforts succeeded. With my current situation, what can I do?"

The atmosphere there was immediately gripped by silence. The two men no one spoke.

They are the same fate. Both had personal grudges with the Black Banner Party.

The difference is, if one has broken up there, then the other is just the opposite.

"Hemm, then, just calm down. Just to tell you where the Black Panji Party branch headquarters are in this city, then I promise to avenge you as well" Zhang Fei said after he remained silent for quite a while.

The Eyes of the Unselfish Old Beggar sparkled. It was like a withered flower, suddenly doused by rainwater.

The despair that had been shackling him all along, had now disappeared. Replaced with a new spirit that flared.

"Good, very good. Then tonight we'll go there,"

He said with complete confidence. The Unselfish Old Beggar no longer thinks about dying alive and succeeding or not working later.

Simply meeting someone like Zhang Fei alone, it had already exceeded everything.

"good. I concur. Tonight, we'll go there" he replied excitedly.

The two men returned to tell me many things. Occasionally Zhang Fei also wondered about the martial world at this time.

He was sure, during the two years of his seclusion, there must have been a lot of changes in it.

Without feeling it, the night has come.

The moon has appeared in the east. The two people who had just sat down while continuing to tell stories, now suddenly stood up.

"It looks like we have to leave now," said the Unselfish Old Beggar.

"really. Faster, better yet," Zhang Fei said in agreement.

The old man nodded his head. He walked to the back, taking the bamboo stick he used to wear in every fight.

After all the preparations were done, the two people immediately left the ancient temple.

The Unselfish Old Beggar shot first. It was followed by Zhang Fei behind him.

Two human shadows ran fiercely under the darkness of the night. In this state, they looked like demons only.