"I don't know where he borrowed the silver taels from, making boastful claims that if anyone can withstand ten strokes of his knife technique without falling, he'll reward them with five thousand taels of silver."
"Who would be so generous as to lend him so much silver?"
"I heard he and Li Cangqing, of the Li Family, have a deep friendship that transcends age."
"In the past, it was a gift of a blade. Now it goes straight to rewarding with silver. Let's go see."
Surrounding them, bursts of discussion could be heard, and a crowd began to move in a certain direction.
An expression crossed Lu Yan's face.
"Let's go see as well."
Lu Yan said.
Shen Yinuo nodded in agreement.
They followed the crowd to an open space where a figure was stationed on a simple stage holding a knife. If not Wang Dao, who else could it be?
"It seems that Wang Dao has yet to reach the Unity of Man and Martial Arts."
Lu Yan pondered.