
" Ding Brother wants to be the number one swordsman in the world? What is that title for? Or is it a matter of revenge? What is the importance of remembering grudges and harboring hate? Provided that Brother Ding does not interfere in the affairs of the martial world, live somewhere quiet,
spend life in peace until old age…‖,
murong Yun Hua said in a sad tone and bowed head.
Ding Tao's heart thumped, fumbling the meaning of the missus' words. Looking towards the Murong family residence, imagined a peaceful life, far from the vile intrigues of the martial world, far from bloody fighting.
Looking in the opposite direction, towards the road away from the Murong family residence, was a heavy and winding struggle, but at the end there was Huang Ying Ying waiting.
―No, the title of number one swordsman I don't want. My revenge doesn't have either. I also want to live in peace, away from martial world affairs, but…‖,
ding Tao's heart is heavy, but he can't forget the lover who awaits, as well as the message and the task
his teacher.
―But what? Does Brother Ding not want to stay here any longer? Is our place less fun? Are Huolin's sister and I so boring? Don't know Brother
Ding, if Brother Huolin cried all night, because Brother Ding was about to leave today?‖, two drops of clear tears flowed from a pair of observant eyes, looking away at Murong Yun Hua, hiding her tears, but Ding Tao still had a chance to see her.
Ding Tao, inwardly complaining, regretted having been willing to stay for two days in this place.
Had he been more determined, he might not have been as entangled in guilt as he was today.
―Not so Miss Yun Hua, but for the sake of carrying out my teacher's duties and messages, after all this task is related to my obligation as a man towards his country.‖ermark
―Nona Yun Hua, have you heard about the five-year meeting between martial figures? Have you heard about the ambition of the Sun and Moon Sect Chief, Ren Zuocan?‖, ask Ding Tao.
Murong Yun Hua's face turned solemn, his eyes watching Ding Tao with a probing look,
―Yes, I know about it, even know about it quite clearly. Chairman Ren Zuocan's ambition to rule our martial world, a threat from beyond the borders if he succeeds.‖ermark
―Thank God if you know that, my teacher's job is for me to try to stem Ren's ambition
Zuocans.‖ermark
―Brother Ding, instead of me looking down on you, seeing you practice your match with Brother Huolin, I know you have an amazing talent. But Ren Zuocan's level is way above yours, even without a cut in your body I think you're still some level below it.‖ermark
For a moment Murong Yun Hua stopped talking, looked at his sharp eyes, probed the look on Ding Tao's face, then in a trembling voice he continued asking, asking,
―Do... do you have one mainstay in another?‖ermark
For some time Ding Tao felt doubtful, but when he looked at Murong Yun Hua there was a feeling of guilt for still keeping secrets from them, as if they were suspicious people. And for two days they treated him very well, not unlike their own family. Finally he decided to tell her about how he got the Whispering Wind Sword, the task that his teacher charged him with and how he could lose that sword.
Hearing Ding Tao's story, Murong Yun Hua's face turned pale, suddenly his two hands clutching Ding Tao's sleeves. Shaking his head in disbelief, he looked at the young man's face with eyes wet with tears.
―Kakak Ding.. Sister Ding.. finally my prayer was answered already…‖