Sword Duel

With the ancient sword in his grip, Cao Qiu turned to look at the crowd.

His eyes were like stars: blindingly bright. Those who met his gaze would inevitably tear up and look away.

"May I know who you are? How are you related to the warrior Hei Zhong?"

Cao Qiu had found Fang Yuan and stared at him with his eyes twinkling.

He had ascended to a level where he was one with the sword and was far more skilful than Gentleman Jiu, who was experienced in sword dao himself. Thus, Cao Qiu had a heightened spiritual sense and was able to pick up on Fang Yuan's silent transmission.

"Greetings, Sir Cao. I am Jie and Hei Zhong is my servant. We have made fools of ourselves in front of you!"

Fang Yuan replied smilingly.

The crowd got worked up upon hearing Fang Yuan's words. Even Cao Qiu's face turned slightly greenish.