"Everyone in the world is greedy, but you’re not? Greedy Sword!"
Po Jun’s expression turned cold, his gaze like cold lightning peering towards the riverbank.
"Hehehe, indeed I am Jian Tan! And there’s one more person you would never guess who it is?"
A flash of sword light streaked through the forest.
The next mont, a figure stood on the sword, descending gracefully.
As he was about to touch the ground, the sword suddenly whizzed to his back, letting him land gracefully.
It was a young man dressed in a red robe, wearing a black crown, with a couple of amusing black mustaches at the corners of his mouth.
Po Jun coldly stared at Jian Tan and said, "During the battle beneath Lin’an City, it was you and another person who lured to make a move. Who else besides you, hiding your face and doing such despicable things, could there possibly be?"
"Hmph! This isn’t despicable, but rather knowing the tis. Po Jun, sotis you are too arrogant and not perceptive enough."
A cold snort ca from above the waterfall, followed by the heavy sounds of sothing like iron falling to the ground, "clang, clang".
A mighty and dominant figure clad in pitch-black steel armor appeared above the waterfall, half obscuring the twilight sunset, with a stern and fierce face revealed beneath the helt.
"Iron Gate! Tie Shen!"
Po Jun’s expression tensed, suddenly feeling the coldness of the pool water, as if the icy breath was about to invade his severely injured body’s ridians.
Jian Tan walked to the edge of the pool, crouched down, and laughed, "Po Jun, your current appearance shows you’re quite perceptive. You should know, the reason we didn’t make a move is because we knew that even if we did, we couldn’t take down the Black Wind Village Chief. Look at yourself now, do you not agree?"
Po Jun snorted coldly, not refuting.
Indeed, now that he was so seriously injured, it was all thanks to the Black Wind Village Chief. He also admitted he had underestimated the Village Chief.
Thinking about it now, even if Tie Shen and Jian Tan joined forces, the odds of taking down the Village Chief were only fifty percent, with the possibility of casualties or serious injuries. Jian Tan and Tie Shen did not act, clearly considering this point.
Jian Tan stretched lazily and sighed, "I, Jian Tan, have no grand ambitions, I’ve only ever loved collecting all kinds of treasured swords in my life.
I originally ca for the Lingshuang Treasure Sword in the Black Wind Village Chief’s possession. However, upon arriving, I didn’t see the sword in his hand. Now, I have no further interest in him, nor do I wish to beco foes with such a fierce man."
Po Jun squinted his eyes coldly, "If that’s the case, why are you here?"
Standing on the bank, Tie Shen crossed his arms and said blandly, "Because we can still cooperate. I want the Sword Casting City, which he took. It’s a treasure coveted by craftsn worldwide. In the past, when Sword Master was in charge, Sword Master had once been kind to my Iron Gate. I, Tie Shen, am not ungrateful.
But now that Sword Casting City has fallen into the Black Wind Village Chief’s hands, naturally my Iron Gate can take it back. If the three of us join forces, and leverage the current hatred of the Martial World Righteous Path against him, we can certainly eradicate him and his Black Wind Village once and for all!"
Jian Tan laughed, "Once it’s done, I only want the Lingshuang Sword, and for the Tie Sect Leader to promise to forge a sword for once."
Po Jun’s eyes flickered, he sneered, "You have your plans, but why should I, Po Jun, be used by you?"
Tie Shen looked down from above and said, "Do you, Po Jun, have any other choices now? Don’t forget, even the Greedy Wolf Sword has fallen into the Black Wind Village Chief’s hands, you can’t even keep your sword, isn’t this a sha for a Sword Sect Disciple?"
"Enough!" Po Jun shouted angrily, his face gloomy and unsightly.
Tie Shen and Jian Tan exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.
...
"Ding!"
The sound of clashing wine cups echoed in the Commander Tent.
Jiang Dali and Yue Fei both finished the wine in their cups.
Beside them, Xiao Qiushui was about to pour more wine for the two but was stopped by Jiang Dali.
He turned his cup upside down and placed it on the table to show it was the last cup, saying, "Drinking in such small cups is not satisfying; just a taste is enough."
Yue Fei was surprised, after a mont of silence, he put down his cup and smiled, "I’ve long known that the Prince is a man of character, as evident from how he drinks. Since the Prince asks for satisfying drinks, why not continue with a few more cups while the mood sets? Instead, he stops here?"
Xiao Qiushui blinked, catching the deeper aning in Yue Fei’s words.
It seed to be asking about wine but was actually inquiring about Jiang Dali’s attitude towards the subsequent battles, asking why Jiang Dali didn’t take the victory forward and advance into the Jin and Liao states, but instead stopped.
Thinking this, Jiang Dali’s actions after clinking glasses with Yue Fei and placing the overturned cup on the table were full of aning.
The act of clinking glasses signified mutual recognition, the dialogue began, and placing the cup upside down on the table was Jiang Dali showing his stance on the forthcoming battles, stopping here.
Realizing this, Xiao Qiushui felt a wave of embarrassnt; if he hadn’t caught the deep aning in Yue Fei’s questioning, he wouldn’t have realized the significance of Jiang Dali’s action.
These seemingly coarse Heroic n gave the impression their minds were all muscle, but in fact, their thoughts were sharper than any seemingly shrewd person. Xiao Qiushui was filled with anticipation for Jiang Dali’s forthcoming response.
Jiang Dali fixed his gaze on Yue Fei with a light smile, "Drinking captures the mood and the realm; if the mood isn’t right, if the realm isn’t reached, stopping after a taste is wise. Overindulgence and getting drunk isn’t satisfying, it’s counterproductive."
Xiao Qiushui was a bit confused, only understanding that Jiang Dali ant he wasn’t interested in attacking Jin and Liao, doing so would be counterproductive. As for the aning of ’realm’, he couldn’t comprehend it at all, perhaps akin to the esoteric truths in Martial Arts, you either understand it or you don’t.
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