My Sword Has a Way

The spring breeze blows the willows and the swallows and sparrows sing.

At a tea stall beside the river, an elegant young man was sipping tea with a gentle smile. At the end of his sight, the not-so-tall figure became increasingly blurred, so he put down the teacup in his hand and spoke softly, which was soothing to the ears.

"Boring!"

"It was supposed to be a good show, but it couldn't be performed as it was. It's really boring! Commander Mo, what do you think?"

The middle-aged man sitting opposite was covered in armor and had a weather-beaten face. One could tell at a glance that he had fought on the battlefield for many years. He forced a bitter smile on his slightly ferocious face.

"Sixth Prince, please don't tease me. I dare not say such words."

The elegant young man smiled calmly, looking at the figure disappearing at the end of the long street, his mind slightly wandering.

"There is a dragon here."

The voice was not too loud, but it was heard by the old man next to him. He nodded slightly with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Since Your Highness has seen the extraordinaryness of this town, he naturally knows the depths of the town. When I first entered the town, I knew that this place was not a place of opportunity, but rather a place full of hidden dangers. If Your Highness wants to do something, I don't think this is a good place."

The elegant young man looked at the vermilion gate across the river, with a smile on his face.

"I know. So, Master Han, do you think it's possible for me to enter the East Palace during my visit to this small town?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness, just let it go. Why be so persistent?"

"Let it be? I'm just worried that my elder brother might be confused for a while."

The Sixth Prince walked with his hands behind his back and spoke in a very low voice.

On the long street in front of the stage, a young man with a sword on his back was walking slowly with a little boy in white clothes.

The little boy looked like a teenager, carrying a sword behind his back like a little adult.

"Young sir, who were those people just now? They looked at me in a very strange way, just like... just like how Old Man Yao looked when he saw top-grade medicinal herbs!"

The young man smiled and shook his head: "I don't know either, but I know that they won't hurt you."

The little boy looked puzzled and asked, "Is it because they can't beat the young master?"

Xu Zhian smiled bitterly: "Don't think about it, I don't have that much face."

Just as the two of them walked to the front of the drugstore, they suddenly heard a commotion in the house, mixed with the sound of a woman sobbing.

Xu Zhian frowned slightly and walked quickly into the medicine shop. As soon as he entered the shop, he saw the people in front of the bed. A little boy in blue was lying on the bed, gasping for breath, with his chest rising and falling slightly, as if he was in a coma.

"Xu Zhian..."

The little girl sitting alone seemed to be hesitant to speak, her expression extremely depressed. Her crystal eyes, which were full of bright light, were now misty with a hint of self-blame.

"The young gentleman is here."

Old man Yao looked at the young man in black who walked into the shop and nodded.

"How is this going?"

Xu Zhian frowned and asked everyone present without knowing the truth.

At this time, the tall man next to him smiled bitterly.

"Young Master, you may not know that Fan Jin and Ruwei sneaked out of the medicine shop today, saying that they wanted to go to the East Bamboo Forest to watch Young Master practice swordplay. Unexpectedly, they met with an accident on the way and were seriously injured and fell into a coma."

Xu Zhian hurried forward and looked at the child lying on the couch, a slight look of anger on his face.

"Who was the person who attacked? Why did that person attack Fan Jin?"

When the woman standing by saw this, she felt more favorable towards this young gentleman whom she had only met a few times. Although the young gentleman in front of her was just a young man who had not yet reached the age of twenty, his concern and care for her son were truly revealed, and this alone was enough for her to call him young gentleman.

"Young sir, Jin'er is fine now. Old man Yao said he should wake up soon."

Xu Zhian nodded slightly to the woman: "It's good that nothing happened. Auntie, don't be too sad. I think this matter will have a good result."

The woman nodded and looked at Fan Jin on the bed and said, "Jin'er was ignorant and rude before. I hope you won't take it to heart."

Xu Zhian quickly replied: "Aunt, what are you talking about? Jin'er is not rude. Besides, there is nothing I can do to deserve your respect. I am very happy to be able to get along like this."

The woman nodded and said nothing more, but continued to sit beside the bed, looking at the unconscious Fan Jin with a worried look on her face.

"Would you like some tea, young sir?"

Xu Zhian looked at the man who was talking beside him with a little confusion.

"Uncle Liu wants some tea?"

The man nodded.

Xu Zhian's brows relaxed and he nodded.

"Little sir please!"

After the man finished speaking, he made a gesture to invite him in. Xu Zhian nodded and walked quickly to the tea pavilion in the backyard patio.

The gurgling tea water flows, and the faint fragrance surrounds. The rough man carefully brews the tea, and his movements are very skillful. At first glance, you can tell that he is a person who drinks tea all year round. Although his appearance is inconsistent with that, his movements of brewing tea are very comfortable.

"Young Master, your sword energy has been perfected now, and your sword skills have reached the third level. I wonder when you plan to leave?"

Liu Huaizhou asked Xu Zhian first and brought tea to him.

"It should take some time. The town has been a bit uneasy lately. Since you guys call me a little gentleman, even though I don't take myself seriously, there are some things that only I can do, so I don't want to leave the town yet."

Liu Huaizhou nodded and smiled.

"Young Master, please make your own decision. Besides..."

The man said halfway through his words and looked at Xu Zhian with a slightly wry smile.

"Uncle Liu, just speak frankly."

The man nodded: "Since you are the master of the town and have inherited the will of our ancestors, you should know the serious situation that the town will face."

"A hundred miles behind the town today is the spiritual land of the Seven Heroes Mountain. It is truly a Shura field. It is said that many cultivators have died there in recent days. I'm sure that within a month or so, the thousand-year-old sect of the Seven Heroes Mountain will be wiped out."

Xu Zhian frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

"If Qixia Mountain is breached, will my Immortal Tomb be safe?"

Liu Huaizhou shook his head. "The biggest external force now is the East Sea Kingdom's royal family, followed by Broken Star Valley, and then the Xuan Sect on the coast of the East Sea. Its strength has surpassed the ruined Seven Heroes Mountain. If the Seven Heroes Mountain is destroyed, the thousand-year order of our Immortal Tomb will be broken. If the East Sea Royal Family insists on getting involved in our Immortal Tomb, we have no other good solution."

For the first time, Xu Zhian began to worry about the small town. Although he had never heard of the specific strength of these forces, he could tell from Liu Huaizhou's slightly bitter expression how powerless the small town was.

"The royal family of the East Sea Kingdom?"

The man took a sip of tea and said, "Jin'er was injured today by the royal family of the East Sea Kingdom. Although we don't know who it was, looking at the solemn expression on old man Yao's face, he must be someone powerful and not someone we can decide with just a word."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhian's expression became a little solemn.

"Is Fan Jin really okay?"

The man stood up, looked at the skylight and said, "It's just a miserable life."

Xu Zhian remained silent, his eyes slightly cold.

Liu Huaizhou walked to Xu Zhian and said seriously, "I really want to say that they all deserve to die, but I don't have the strength, so I can only compromise temporarily. If... I mean, if one day I do something that embarrasses the town, you must fulfill your responsibilities, young master! Because Jin'er is the only person here who cannot live like this except you!"