Aunque la conferencia de artes marciales estaba dirigida a las personas del Jianghu, los humanos amaban el atención;there would surely be wealthy individuals who came out of curiosity.He entrusted the Public Son family and the Dragon God Castle to organize because subtlety was key.
He needed to guard against Xu Pingfeng’s plans, so hiding in the background was best.Considering one month for message spread and travel convenience, people from all over Yongzhou would need time to gather and arrive."Um...
can I ask why?"Young Public Son asked tentatively.Because it's interesting...
Xu Qī'ān replied simply.Young Public Son and Rayzheng were speechless.
To Anfitrión a martial arts conference, there must be a captivating draw...Why not this?We’ll make an official list of the top hundred martial artists in Yongzhou, invite local heroes for written tests, rank them;this would be irresistible to those who crave fame...
And with substantial rewards...
Young Public Son and Rayzheng discussed animatedly.
Xu Qī'ān sipped his tea, quietly listening.Half an hour later, the two left after finalizing their plan.After they left, Mu Nǎnzhī looked at him, cutting to the chase, "Were you just playing Wei Yu?"Xu Qī'ān ignored her and said, "We will leave Yongzhou City tomorrow and travel around."......Fùyáng County: The small mare was led by its owner;it walked along with a bag hanging on its back.
The most handsome man had become the most beautiful woman.Mu Nǎnzhī sat astride the horse, gazing left and right.
This was not a wealthy county.
Old buildings and streets in disrepair revealed its modest prosperity.
The passersby were dressed plainly.However, Fùyáng County's yellow wine was famous throughout Yongzhou.Xu Qī'ān had come to drink;the empress also enjoyed alcohol, so she readily agreed.
The two rode their horse as they traveled from place to place, eating and drinking where they went.They passed a small river with a stone bridge.
The white walls and black tiles were serene, perfect for a gentle drizzle and an elegant woman in an oil paper umbrella.
Xu Qī'ān led the mare across the stone bridge when he heard someone shouting from nearby:"Someone is jumping into the water!Someone is jumping into the water!"Turning to look, they saw a woman struggling in the river upstream, facing grave danger.The passersby either pointed or reached for bamboo poles to try and save her.She choked on water, her face contorted as she struggled.
The current was strong;she could not swim, causing more water to be swallowed with each flailing attempt.Eventually, she had only half a chance left."Save her!Save her quickly!"The people from afar shouted when they saw someone at the bridgehead.Jumping down, Xu Qī'ān grabbed the woman by the shoulders and leaped back onto the shore with light steps.
Plunge!He dove into the cold water, struggling to reach the woman.Among the seven abilities of Seven Sealed Insect Technique, none allowed flight.
With so many people around, Xu Qī'ān dismissed the idea of using a hidden insect to save her in plain sight.Sometimes, crude warriors could be more elegant...
at that moment, the thought stirred within him as he saved the woman."Young man, hold this bamboo pole!"An old man stood by the riverbank and offered the woman a bamboo pole.
With help from the old man and other passersby, Xu Qī'ān grabbed the pole and pulled both of them to safety.She coughed up water and seemed dazed.
Her face was pale but her features were nice;she was an attractive young woman.Xu Qī'ān struck her back with a palm."Vomit..."She coughed out much water, regaining some clarity.
However, instead of joy at being saved, she wept bitterly."Just let me die!It's better to be gone...
please..."She covered her face in tears."This is Zhang Bado's wife," one passerby said."Why would she jump into the river?""Ah, she’s a pitiful soul..."The people around whispered.