Prince, who shall we kill today?

After Xue Man finished tidying up, Zhang Buke invited him to go to Jiuxianlou to eat and drink, to fill his stomach and have breakfast.

"Did you find anything?" Xue Man asked on the road.

Zhang Buke's eyes were blue, and he knew that he had gone out at night.

"No," Zhang Buke yawned and said listlessly, "I'm just sleepwalking."

"Sleepwalking?" Xue Man smiled softly, not exposing him.

Zhang Buke wanted to go back to bed after breakfast, but Xue Man dragged him to visit the boy who was injured the night before.

Zhang Buke couldn't help himself, so he had to follow him.

Xue Man wanted to go to the people in Xuanyi Pavilion to ask where the young man lived, but Zhang Buke had already pointed out the direction directly.

"This way—"

Xue Man was taken aback for a moment, then changed the direction of his feet and stepped on the path he pointed.

Zhang Buke walked beside him sleepily, and introduced to him that the boy was named Song Mingzhao, he came all the way from Nanjiang, and he was a disciple of Hongshan Sect.

Xue Man was new to the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know much about these sects. Zhang Buke said: "This Hongshan sect was originally a small sect that practiced swordsmanship. In recent years, it has been flourishing like a god. It is said that It became the number one sect in Nanjiang."

"How did you know that boy's identity?" Xue Man asked.

"Hmph~" Zhang Buke gave him a proud little look, "Don't forget what my old profession is."

It's about selling information.

As soon as he reminded Xue Man, he understood, and didn't ask any more questions.

Not long after, the two arrived at the Yanxing Building where the young man was. There were special guards in front of the building, and when they saw it was them, they let them go.

The boy just woke up, but his childish face was pale, and he wanted to get up to thank Xue Man when he saw Xue Man, but Xue Man stopped him.

Seeing that his severed hand was not connected, Xue Man immediately felt a pang of heartache for him, but he didn't dare to show the boy's sadness, so he could only try to maintain a calm appearance.

The young man said to his companion: "Brother Meng, hurry up and help me pour some tea for the two benefactors."

The middle-aged man named Meng Ping responded, turned around and poured tea.Xue Man asked the man in the yellow shirt if his companions had come to look for them again.The teenager shook his head lightly.

"Miss Xuanfei sent someone to protect and take care of me day and night, but no one came to disturb me." The young man looked at Xue Man with a nervous tone, "I haven't asked En Gongzun's name yet."

"Xue Man. I'm older than you. Just call me Big Brother Xue." Xue Man apologized, "I didn't help much, so don't call me benefactor."

The boy's eyes moved slightly, and he hesitated: "I heard that brother Xue defeated that person with three moves, it is really amazing! It's a pity that I didn't see it... I wonder if there will be a chance to see brother Xue's sword skills in the future?"

"Of course." Xue Man nodded, and said in a gentle voice, "You take good care of your wounds, and I'll show you my saber skills when you can get down to the ground."

When the boy heard this, he wanted to get up immediately: "I'm going to—"

"Just stay here!" Meng Ping impatiently pushed the man back on the bed, his tone a little dissatisfied, "Stop trying to be brave. It's not enough to cause a lot of trouble...Young people are just self-righteous. If you don't have that ability, you can't do it." Be strong, now that you don't have a hand, I don't know if the head will want you after you go back."

"Why not?" Xue Man was puzzled, "This little brother stood up to protect the weak, even though he was defeated. He should be the pride of your sect. If I am the head of the sect, I will definitely be proud of you. I am proud of such a young hero. I will take good care of him."

He glanced at Zhang Buke, and said again: "I heard from my brother that your faction is the number one sect in Nanjiang. Presumably the head of your faction must be a hero, and he shouldn't ignore such a brave young man."

Meng Ping was at a loss for words for a while, and thought that this person was so good at speaking, he called a cripple a hero in a few words and boasted, and forced it to him, so that it would be inconvenient for him to leave him behind.

He nodded in agreement, said a few more perfunctory words, and then left with an excuse.

There were only three young men left in the room.

Song Mingzhao felt very sad when he was complained by his companions.The little boy was lying under the quilt, trying to squeeze out a smile to chat with the guests, but he showed a crying expression.Zhang Buke hurried up to comfort him.

, A few words soothed the wounded heart of the young man, and brought the topic elsewhere.But not long after, he accidentally let the young man turn the conversation around.

The teenager made new friends, and he had a lot of things to say to them, and he told a lot about his past as soon as he opened the chatter box.He said that he learned sword skills in the Hongshan School, and he wanted to practice chivalry after he learned it.It's a pity that now I don't have a hand, I'm afraid the dream of Jianghu will be broken.

"You have already done it." Xue Man had been listening to him tell his own story with a gentle smile. Hearing this, he made a decision in his heart.

"Little brother." He said seriously, "If you don't mind, I can try to teach you the left-handed knife. It's just that I have a knife right now, and you need to rest well. Why don't you finish what your head told you Later, I will go back to recover with Brother Meng earlier. I will go to Nanjiang to find you after the matter is over."

"Really?!" The young man was very excited, but he couldn't believe it, "But...but I'm so stupid that I can't even hold a knife with my right hand, let alone my left..."

"There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart." Xue Man sat down beside his bed, raised his hand and patted his shoulder lightly, "As long as you are determined, can bear hardships, and persevere, nothing is impossible. In fact, I When I was young, I was also extremely clumsy. I couldn’t learn a set of sword techniques thousands of times, and I was often scolded by my master. But I never gave up, and I gradually achieved success. Your aptitude is better than mine, and you can definitely improve of."

Looking at the tall and gentle man in front of him, a glimmer of hope ignited in the boy's heart, his eyes flickered, and he said in a firm tone: "Okay!"

"Actually, I want to thank you." Xue Man said.

"What?" Ming Zhao was puzzled.

Xue Man said slowly: "I have been away from my homeland for a long time, and I have heard my father tell a lot about the Jianghu affairs in my homeland. I have been fascinated by it since I was a child. I have always been curious about what the Jianghu is like, and what the Jianghu people are like. But yesterday, You gave me an answer, so I want to thank you. Xue Man has seen your chivalry."

"How can there be..." Song Mingzhao was embarrassed by his words, "Brother Xue should be a newcomer to the rivers and lakes, and he has little experience. I am not a hero at all, but I just did a small thing that must be done. In fact, I I was also very scared, not as brave as you imagined, but I saw that the girl was too scared to move, so I rushed out. If she died in front of me, I would never forgive myself. Now I will give her one hand in exchange for her A life is worth it."

"Sacrificing oneself for others is even more precious." Xue Man said, "My father told me that there is no distinction between chivalry and righteousness. What you did yesterday is enough to afford the two 'chivalry'. I should call you -"

He got up, clasped his fists, and said in a serious tone: "Song Shaoxia."