Chapter 64: Your Sword Isn’t Fast Enough—let Me!
“Mister Ji, please take a seat!”
Zhao Wuya glanced at the Saber Momentum Handbook and took a deep breath.
Ye Chunsheng and Zhao Jingjing were about to become engaged and would marry later.
The Saber Momentum Handbook in his hand would later become Sword Forging Manor’s Saber Momentum Handbook.
Therefore, Zhao Wuya’s attitude toward Ji Qing was impeccable.
Ji Qing nodded and entered the banquet together with Lei Yu and Ye Chunsheng, sitting in the seat of honor.
Everyone at this table were friends Ye Chunsheng had made in the Jianghu.
Leaving aside their martial arts, their character and personality were mostly good.
Seeing Ji Qing, these people all stood up one after another, saying polite words.
As for the infamous reputation of Fifth on the Villain Ranking, no one would mention it at this time.
“Chunsheng, today is your engagement day, go and attend to things.”
Ji Qing also knew that Ye Chunsheng would be very busy today.
“If Mister Ji needs anything, please tell me right away.”
Ye Chunsheng left.
The Lei Yu beside him suddenly smiled and said, “I heard that this thousand gold miss of Sword Forging Manor has been the manor lord’s beloved daughter since childhood, born with flower-like beauty and moon-like countenance. Some even jokingly call her the number one beauty in Jiangnan’s Martial World! Chunsheng has achieved success and fame this time, and gets the beauty as well.”
“But why hasn’t Miss Zhao come out yet? We Jianghu daughters don’t care for all that pomp and ceremony.”
As soon as “Miss Zhao” was mentioned, the Jianghu people at the table all nodded one after another.
They had all heard of Zhao Jingjing’s reputation as the number one beauty in Jiangnan’s Martial World.
But none had seen her.
“Just wait. Since it’s the engagement, Miss Zhao will surely appear.”
Ji Qing spoke up.
His expression was quite calm.
Ji Qing had no interest in what Zhao Jingjing looked like.
On this trip to Sword Forging Manor, besides congratulating Ye Chunsheng, he actually had one other matter, which was that he wanted to see Sword Forging Manor’s Sword Stele.
Although he was a saber user, saber and sword were interconnected, so Ji Qing naturally did not want to miss seeing the Sword Stele.
However, now was not the time to mention that.
Wait until Ye Chunsheng and Zhao Jingjing’s engagement was over.
Time passed bit by bit.
The scheduled time had long passed, but Zhao Jingjing still had not appeared.
Although Ye Chunsheng and Zhao Wuya were still there, both had unpleasant expressions.
Disciples of Sword Forging Manor had been sent to urge her.
“Report!”
“Manor Lord, something happened to Miss. She…”
A disciple of Sword Forging Manor suddenly hurried to Zhao Wuya’s side and whispered in his ear.
Zhao Wuya’s expression changed drastically upon hearing this.
“Chunsheng, come quickly, Jingjing is in trouble!”
Zhao Wuya immediately pulled Ye Chunsheng and left.
Although people from Sword Forging Manor were maintaining order.
Many were very puzzled.
What exactly had happened?
Zhao Wuya and Ye Chunsheng had actually both left?
And Zhao Jingjing still had not appeared…
The explanation from Sword Forging Manor people was that something had happened in the manor, and the manor lord and Ye Chunsheng had gone to handle it.
But what could be bigger than Ye Chunsheng and Zhao Jingjing’s engagement today?
Seeing this scene, some Jianghu people could no longer hold back. No matter how Sword Forging Manor people explained or persuaded, it was useless; they insisted on going inside Sword Forging Manor to see what was going on.
“Old Three, something might have happened over at Chunsheng’s side. It looks like it’s no small matter. Shall we go take a look?”
Lei Yu nodded her chin toward the direction where Ye Chunsheng and Zhao Wuya had left.
The meaning could not be clearer.
She was afraid Ye Chunsheng would suffer a loss.
Although Ye Chunsheng had strong martial arts, he had a Sincere Heart and did not understand the dangers of the Jianghu.
Ji Qing considered for a moment, then nodded and said, “Then let’s go take a look.”
Thus, the two stood up directly and left.
Many people left just like Ji Qing and Lei Yu.
Sword Forging Manor’s few people could not stop them at all and did not dare to.
When the crowd arrived, they found Zhao Wuya and Ye Chunsheng both outside a room.
Many disciples and maidservants of Sword Forging Manor were also outside the room, all with anxious expressions.
“Manor Lord Zhao, Great Hero Ye, what’s going on?”
Seeing so many people, Zhao Wuya’s expression grew even darker.
But there was no helping it; he had anger but nowhere to vent it.
“You’ve all seen the joke. My daughter was abducted by some unknown person and is currently hiding in the room. We don’t dare force our way in, or my daughter might be in danger.”
Zhao Wuya gave a brief explanation.
“What? Someone dared to abduct Miss Zhao in Sword Forging Manor?”
“Sword Forging Manor has tight defenses. How could thieves exploit a gap?”
“Could it be because of today’s engagement, with too many people coming, allowing thieves to fish in troubled waters?”
“But with so many Jianghu experts here, abducting Miss Zhao at this time—isn’t that courting death?”
The crowd discussed animatedly.
At the same time, some also noticed the strangeness of the matter.
Abducting Miss Zhao in front of so many Jianghu experts—what was the point?
There must be some unknown inside story.
“Bang”.
Suddenly, a window on one side of the room was smashed open.
A man in black cloak grabbed a woman in white dress and flitted over a distance of ten or so zhang like a dragonfly skimming water, displaying his superb lightness skill movement.
He was about to leap over the wall and escape from Sword Forging Manor.
But Zhao Wuya had long made arrangements.
“Form the sword formation!”
With the command, disciples of Sword Forging Manor who had been hiding in various places suddenly drew their swords. The gleaming sword bodies were densely packed, forcing the man in black cloak to retreat and finally land on the ground.
“Whoosh”.
As soon as he landed, Ye Chunsheng drew his sword.
This sword was too fast.
Like a meteor, it arrived in an instant.
However, this time Ye Chunsheng’s sword draw was different from before.
This time, Ye Chunsheng’s sword carried killing intent!
“Stop! Or I’ll kill Zhao Jingjing!”
With the man in black’s sharp shout, the sword light vanished instantly.
Ye Chunsheng’s sword stopped.
Only a few inches from the man in black.
But it was these few inches that made Ye Chunsheng dare not act.
The man in black’s saber was pressed against Zhao Jingjing’s neck.
“Chunsheng, come back.”
Zhao Wuya called out to Ye Chunsheng.
Ye Chunsheng said nothing and sheathed his sword.
The crowd also got a clear look at “Zhao Jingjing”‘s appearance.
Graceful and slender with skin like snow, pitiful and delicate with flower-like beauty.
What a number one beauty of Jiangnan—truly living up to her reputation!
Especially now that Zhao Jingjing was being held hostage, she had an even more pitiable “delicate frailty”.
“Who are you? Where did we Sword Forging Manor offend you, making you risk everything to abduct Jingjing?”
Zhao Wuya said coldly.
However, the man in black cloak ignored him and only said, “Let me leave the mountain, and I’ll release Miss Zhao. Otherwise… anyone who takes a step closer, I’ll kill Miss Zhao immediately!”
Zhao Wuya’s gaze was as sharp as a blade edge, wishing he could tear the other apart.
But with Zhao Jingjing in the opponent’s hands, Zhao Wuya was at a loss, truly helpless.
“Make way!”
With Zhao Wuya’s command, Sword Forging Manor’s disciples could only clear a path.
“Thanks, Manor Lord Zhao!”
The man in black cloak grinned, grabbed Zhao Jingjing, and retreated step by step.
So many disciples of Sword Forging Manor.
And many Jianghu experts.
Yet they watched helplessly as the man in black cloak took Zhao Jingjing away, with no one able to counter.
Ye Chunsheng’s veins bulged.
He stared fixedly at the man in black cloak but hesitated to draw his sword.
He had no confidence that drawing his sword would kill the man in black cloak.
He could only watch the other leave.
But seeing the other retreating bit by bit, really about to leave Sword Forging Manor, Ye Chunsheng’s hand finally couldn’t help but slowly reach for the sword hilt.
“Pa”.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
Ye Chunsheng looked up and saw a familiar figure beside him.
Black clothes, conical hat, long saber.
“Your sword isn’t fast enough yet. Let me do it!”
