"Sword Worship Villa has shown me kindness, a kindness that must be repaid. It seems I must make a journey," Mo Fuzi's expression became resolute as he raised his hand. A crimson longsword on the wall trembled slightly before, with a swoosh, flying into Mo Fuzi's grasp.
"Mo Fuzi, your duty is only to forge swords. Sword Worship Villa did not ask you to act. Why seek trouble?" Zhu Youji did not intervene, merely inquired.
"In life, there are actions to be taken and actions to be avoided. Since I have received kindness from Sword Worship Villa, it is natural to repay it. Why should others speak for me?" Mo Fuzi's response was nonchalant.
"Guarding the sword-forging grounds of Sword Worship Villa is also your duty. Leaving like this and handing over all the treasures and swords to an outsider, is it appropriate?"
With a leap, Mo Fuzi headed towards the secret passage, responding as he jumped, "Swords can be forged again, but without people, there is nothing. I am leaving!"