The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

Upon hearing Jia Mu's words, Liu Meier and An Jiu both glanced at him.

They all thought to themselves, 'He actually knows someone who became famous sixty years ago. I knew this person was no ordinary person, but I didn't expect I still underestimated him.'

Huo Bingchun's expression remained unchanged as he continued talking about the legendary swordsman Yan.

"I was young and new to the martial arts world. I had only heard of this Master Yan. It is said that the greatest heroes are those who serve their country and its people. Although I had not heard of any famous deeds of Master Yan, at that time, all the influential figures in the martial arts world respected and admired him. In short, no one spoke ill of him."

To put it simply, this hero was exceptionally well-liked. So well-liked that even if someone were to criticize the emperor behind his back, no one would criticize him.

Distributing porridge and medicine, and helping orphans and beggars—these are all routine actions. Whether you are injured, seriously ill, or have nowhere else to turn for help for various reasons, if he encounters you, he will not ignore you.

In the legends of the martial arts world, that person was a good man with a strong sense of justice.

Moreover, he has a lot of face and status. No matter what kind of conflict anyone has, as long as they ask him to step in, he can definitely solve the problem.

Even if the two sides have a deep-seated hatred, when they come to him, although they cannot shake hands and make peace, they can at least temporarily refrain from shouting for war.

"Later, we heard that Master Yan disappeared in Shuyan Town, neither alive nor dead. Some people who had received his kindness came here to search for him, but in the end, they found nothing."

Back then, Shuyan Town was just a small village. As more people searched, the rumors changed. Some said the feng shui was excellent, and Master Yan must be in seclusion somewhere in the mountains, undergoing a breakthrough. Others said there was treasure in the mountains, and Master Yan must have gone to find it. Later, the rumors became even more bizarre. Some said it was the wandering ghosts and fox spirits in the mountains who had bewitched Master Yan. Still others said Master Yan might already be dead. Otherwise, if he were alive, he would have shown himself long ago after searching for so long.

Huo Bingchun was naturally eccentric and eloquent. He went so far as to portray Yan Qingyue, the chivalrous hero, as an unparalleled and perfect good person.

Everyone was stunned.

"Is there really such a perfect person in the world? But why haven't we heard any records of him? Is his kung fu amazing?" Although these words were muttered by An Jiu, everyone looked at Jia Mu to the side.

Jia Mu didn't want to pay attention to this issue, but seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince and Master Yun were also looking at him, he could only sigh inwardly and begin to explain.

The fact that Yan Sinian and Yun Ba looked at him was purely due to the subconscious influence of the environment.

When everyone looked over, Xiao Ba glanced over as well. Yan Sinian's gaze followed Xiao Ba's movements. As for their conversation, he listened, but one of them didn't care, and the other wasn't paying attention.

"Yan Qingyue's skills are just average." Jia Mu's use of "average" was a comparison to himself.

“I don’t know if he’s a good person, but he definitely loves doing good deeds, he loves doing good deeds to the extreme.” Jia Mu deliberately emphasized the word “extremely.”

"He has done countless good deeds, big or small. From helping you avenge the massacre of your entire family to helping a child who has fallen down on the street. There is nothing he will not help if he encounters such a situation."

"Not refusing to do good because it is small—that sounds like a true gentleman," Liu Meier remarked.

"Yes! Doing good deeds anonymously is the greatest virtue of a hero!" Huo Bingchun echoed, waving his two thumbs. If his words had been less sarcastic, they would have sounded like a compliment.

Having witnessed the wickedness of the world, Huo Bingchun believes there are no truly good people. So-called good people are simply those who haven't been tempted enough.

"He leaves his name. Not only his name, but everyone he has helped has to thank him. There was once a high-ranking monk who practiced silent meditation, but after accepting his help, he was eventually persuaded by him to say thank you."

Jia Mu's words were plain and direct, without even a hint of emotion. But those who heard them were slightly taken aback.

"How can someone like that be so popular?" An Jiu asked.

"It's not that he's popular, it's just that he's helped so many people that you might not even know someone who has received his help."

Although Yan Qingyue only asks for a thank you for doing a good deed, people in the martial arts world believe in repaying kindness tenfold. If you accidentally offend him and then get stabbed in the back by someone close to you, wouldn't that be a truly unjust death?

"This person sounds like someone who's not simple." Yan Sinian's cool voice carried a hint of amusement.

“Master is right, this person sounds so unappealing that one doesn’t dare to think too much about him,” Huo Bingchun echoed.

"Jia Mu, if your men want to go for a stroll, they can return before sunrise the day after tomorrow." Yan Sinian had already planned to relax here for two days, so he let the men of the Heavenly Stems go for a walk as well.

Both the Imperial Guard and the Secret Guard are organized and hierarchical, with their own layers of management.

But the people in the Heavenly Stems are all lone wolves, so management is naturally much looser... you could even say there's no management at all.

"Master, I will serve you." Huo Bingchun volunteered to Yan Sinian.

Yan Sinian nodded.

An Jiu, standing to the side, scratched his head. It seemed like the old guy was using his own words.

Huo Bingchun and An Jiu, who both love to join in the fun, definitely had to go.

Jia Mu had just received orders from His Highness the Crown Prince to keep an eye on Huo Bingchun in the near future, so he naturally had to go along as well.

Liu Meier declined to go. Lately, she had been following Xiao Ba around, chatting and laughing to pass the time. Now that her two masters were going on an outing, she wouldn't be so tactless as to join them.

Upon hearing the news, Jinbao and Shui Wuqing said they would go for a look, but they wouldn't go with their master.