The Demon Swordsman 2
Ch. 202 - The Real Purpose
Xin Chen threw the wooden sword at Lan Zhuxian then took out his own sword on the ground. Lan Zhuxian returned the sword sheath. He turned his head back politely. "It's an honor to have a duel with you."
Xin Chen narrowed his eyes, "There's no need to hesitate. And also there is no need to call me master."
"I'm just used to talking like this."
Lan Zhuxian was too rigid in speech, but when fighting earlier even his movements were so free. He was used to dueling and mastering the fight. If it was in college, Xin Chen was confident that his opponent would earn a degree as a talented disciple.
Qi Baixuan approached, staring straight at Xin Chen. "Are you-"
"I'm just a regular traveler. Please don't think too much about my identity."
Qi Baixuan continuously silenced her mouth before saying more, she could not confirm any further. That figure had already warned him first. "All right."
*
The night came so fast, Xin Chen did not feel at home lingering at Qi Baixuan's house, the man was happy to lure her to open an identity. On a tall tree that was directly opposite a calm river, Xin Chen sat on the highest branch. Playing the rhythm of the flute that is so sweet, high notes pamper the ears.
Xin Chen did not know why this flute always comforted him in times of loneliness, feeling that heaven and earth would hear the message he conveyed through the sound. Since the last seven years, the flute game is much better than it was. The young man paused a little while recalling a dragon that so hated the rhythm of the flute he was playing. That dragon, Xin Chen had never seen him bring himself up since seven years ago. Maybe because of his words.
"Why did you stop? Something bothering you?"
Qi Baixuan knew already was standing next to the tree. Xin Chen shook his head, continuing his flute game that had come to a halt.
Qi Baixuan stared straight ahead, the river in front was too calm than usual. The man's heart was broken.
"You've seen the kid's talent, haven't you?"
"Who?" Xin Chen returned his question, even though he knew who Qi Baixuan meant.
"Lan Zhuxian." Qi Baixuan sat with her hands piled on the tree trunk, slightly grimacing in pain.
"so."
Xin Chen stopped playing the flute, letting the night breeze that replaced it enliven the atmosphere. Qi Baixuan frowned, it was hard to deal with this stubborn young man. He deliberately did not follow the flow of his conversation and just cut off the conversation.
Qi Baixuan gathered her courage to come clean without Xin Chen asking, "That Lan Zhuxian, she was banished from her place. I was dying when I brought him here. He had a strong conviction to continue living, but no one was willing to accept it. Including the peaceful Qingyun City."
Qi Baixuan could not dodge anymore, the Qing Empire had become the greatest enemy of the Shang Empire. The situation at the border was often heated up, conflict was inevitable and now the people had unknowingly instilled bad thoughts about the people from the Qing Empire. Lan Zhuxian's presence in the midst of society must be the scorn of society, especially that gives him a place to live is a defector.
Several times Qi Baixuan received a warning letter directly from the Mayor for his actions, initially Qi Baixuan did not bother him but over time the threat increasingly came to him. In this city almost no one was willing to accept him to work, Qi Baixuan had already lost his mind. Just like Lan Zhuxian who was often attacked suddenly by a flock of scouts.
Qi Baixuan felt powerless if she had to face those people. He was just a former soldier, there was no special sword technique he mastered. While Lan Zhuxian could have been killed at any time. Wherever he took the young man, it wouldn't change anything. Lan Zhuxian was a part of the Qing Empire that was greatly hated.
The story of Qi Baixuan did not make Xin Chen's heart soften, the young man had even closed his eyes without moving in place. Worried that the figure was asleep, Qi Baixuan reprimanded him.
"You didn't hear me?"
Qi Baixuan touched the deep puncture marks on her stomach, even though Lan Zhuxian had bandaged her but the blood still flowed if she carelessly moved. The former stab was obtained three days ago when for the umpteenth time the mayor's accomplice came. Give a warning for the last time and bring a message from their leader.
That if Qi Baixuan did not immediately expel Lan Zhuxian then with a heavy heart the two of them would be sentenced to death/That provision was decided directly in the hands of the mayor, then with a heavy heart both of them would be sentenced to death/That provision was decided directly in the hands of the mayor, he took this matter so seriously because he knew what Lan Zhuxian's skills were like. The young man is a threat to the city.
"Lusa Lan Zhuxian was going back to where she came from, only that she said she had no home or anyone there. He volunteered to be a servant or a worker, no one would accept him."
Qi Baixuan stopped explaining, leaving the other decision in Xin Chen's hands.
"I still don't want to."
"Bhhh ... You're so inconsiderate."
"Aren't you the one who told me not to be too kind to people?"
Qi Baixuan regretted ever saying, "I just feel sorry for her." The man changed the subject, "Where are you going after this?"
"To Shangyu Bridge."
"You need a partner, Chen! You don't know how many enemies you have there."
"Oh yeah? You trying to influence me?"
Qi Baixuan chuckled softly. "Hahahaha, just got to know you but really you're hard to argue with. You're better suited to being an old grandfather advisor than a swordsman!"
"It was Grandpa Qi. I told you no."
In saying that Qi Baixuan also did not completely give up, the adult male seemed to have many tricks to influence the much younger Xin Chen compared to him.
"Young Master Xin second."
The call made Xin Chen turn his head.
"I know what you're planning right now. Entering the Qing Empire was a difficult matter, Lan Zhuxian was used to living on the border. He remembered every ins and outs there beyond memory. Sometimes buyers of information come to him to ask about it, with that money we can survive until now."
"A hundred gold pieces if you can correctly guess my purpose." Xin Chen challenged, then confidently Qi Baixuan replied. "Saving the Devil Sword."
"A good guess." Xin Chen got down from there, "But it was a big mistake. Try again next time."
Qi Baixuan was surprised, there was no way her guess was wrong. There is no greater purpose than that. Xin Chen stood in front of him. "In retrospect I was also planning on going there, maybe he was needed. Probably not."
Qi Baixuan herself was still wondering about Xin Chen's true purpose. "What is your real purpose?"
"Better you don't know," Xin Chen chuckled with a troubled face. "That goal, not everyone wants it."