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Chapter 36 Jiangnan is Good

The boat travels on the river.

An elderly man slowly put down the letter in his hand, his expression uncertain.

He had a silvery white beard and a handsome appearance. His long sword was placed on the table, which was also filled with wine and dishes. He was clearly drinking alone by the river, enjoying a unique and carefree life.

"Father, is that Ren Shaoyang really that powerful?"

On the other side, Shui Sheng and Wang Xiaofeng were fishing. Seeing that the old man didn't speak, they couldn't help but ask.

This old man was none other than Shui Sheng's father, Shui Dai, one of the Four Wonders of the South, also known as "Cold Moon Sword".

Shui Dai looked at her daughter and smiled, "Sheng'er, did you see Ren Shaoyang make a move that day?"

Shui Sheng paused, then said, "My cousin fought with that one-armed man, and we fought with a little girl. Ren Shaoyang sat there the whole time and didn't make a move."

"Feng'er, tell me everything in detail," Shui Dai said solemnly. "Don't say too much, and don't leave anything out!"

Startled by Shui Dai's serious voice, Wang Xiaofeng quickly handed the boom to Shui Sheng, walked to Shui Dai's side, bowed, and honestly recounted how he encountered Ren Shaoyang and the other two, how the conflict started, how he was injured by Ding An, and how he was scared away by Hong Xiu's knife.

Upon hearing this, Shui Dai closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time before finally glancing at him.

"You mean, that girl severed both swords with a single strike?"

Wang Xiaofeng replied, "This woman's swordsmanship is incredibly fast; it's truly astonishing."

Shui Dai nodded slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, the two people you're fighting are 'Broken Blade' Li Ding'an and 'Bone Scraper' Ren Hongxiu."

“Yes, yes!” Shui Sheng put away her fishing rod and said repeatedly, “They call themselves the ‘Three Heroes of the North,’ but Father, that girl is called ‘One-Knife Immortal,’ not ‘Bone-Scraping Knife.’”

"Hmph, whether it's a 'bone-scraping knife' or a 'one-knife immortal,' it's not the main issue!"

Shui Dai frowned and shook his head, saying, "The key is that Ren Shaoyang killed Feng Xiao'ai, the leader of the Four Eccentrics of the North, in the northern frontier!"

He slammed Wan Zhenshan's letter on the table and said loudly, "Now that this person has appeared in the Jiangnan region, and Old Master Wan has informed us of his whereabouts, we cannot ignore this matter."

“That’s right!” Wang Xiaofeng’s eyes lit up. “Master, you are the leader of the righteous path in the Southern martial arts world. We must not let such villains go unpunished. Otherwise, the Northern martial arts world will not only owe us a huge favor, but will also be overshadowed by us!”

Shui Dai nodded slightly, stroked his beard, and said, "What Feng'er said is exactly what I was thinking."

Shui Sheng frowned: "Father, if two of the 'Three Heroes of the Northern Frontier' are already so powerful, then wouldn't Ren Shaoyang be even more incredibly powerful?"

Shui Dai smiled and said, "Sheng'er, don't worry. Your Uncle Lu, Uncle Hua, and Uncle Liu are already on their way, along with Master Wan, the 'Five Cloud Hands,' and the heroes of Jiangnan."

"Those so-called 'Three Heroes of the Northern Frontier,' they couldn't escape even if they had wings!"
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As night falls, the lights are on.

Ren Shaoyang and his two companions strolled along the river, stopping occasionally to admire the pleasure boats and painted barges that sailed on the water. Each boat had lanterns hanging from its four corners, and its curtains were thin, from which the sounds of elegant music and the clinking of glasses could be heard from afar.

Hongxiu walked to the riverbank, found a thin, flat stone, and excitedly prepared to skip it across the water.

Ren Shaoyang and Ding An watched with envy, wanting to compete for it, but were suppressed by the little beggar.

Seeing her gesturing so earnestly, the two of them couldn't help but concentrate and hold their breath.

"Boom~"

But then the little beggar stumbled, his hand slipped, and the stone fell directly into the water, splashing up a spray of water.

Ren Shaoyang and Ding An's faces darkened immediately, and they both chased after the little beggar.

The little beggar suddenly raised his hands and ran into the crowd, shouting, "Help! Someone's going to die!"

The three chased each other, while the moon was round in the sky and fireworks lit up the ground.

Suddenly, the sound of children's silvery laughter filled the air, and groups of children with yellow wine on their foreheads weaved through the gaps between the crowd and the dragon carriage.

Ren Shaoyang, Hongxiu, and Ding'an stopped in their tracks, looking around at the myriad lights of the city and the prosperous Jiangnan region.

This peaceful and joyful atmosphere is something that people in the harsh and cold northern regions have never experienced before.

“A cripple, a broken hand,” Hongxiu suddenly said. “Now I finally understand why everyone wants to come to Jiangnan.”

Ding An nodded: "It's beautiful."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Do you think this place is so rich, and the people are so polite and speak so nicely? Can it really keep us away from the fighting and allow us to live a good life?"

"What are you thinking about?" Ren Shaoyang patted her head with his big hand, ruffling it into a mess, then took her hand. "The dragon boat is just ahead, let's go."

"Oh dear, you still haven't told me."

"Haha, how can we stay away from fighting? Where there are people, there is always a martial world, and where there is a martial world, fighting is inevitable."

"Oh? I thought things would be better in Jiangnan."

"Ha, this place might be even more ruthless!"

The three walked and talked. As more and more roadside snacks appeared, the strong aroma of spices made Hongxiu close her mouth, but her mouth watered.

Ren Shaoyang wasn't stingy either, buying a little of everything, and the three of them ate as they walked. When they passed a rice noodle stall, he glanced at the cloth strip with Hongxiu's hair tied in a bun, his eyebrows twitched, and he said to the owner, "Old man, could you please give me a fashionable hairpin?"

The shopkeeper brought over a hairpin with copper flowers on it: "Sir, how about this one?" He glanced at the little beggar's messy hair and said, "Even a ball of hair can be tied up like this."

"Hiss~!" The little beggar bared his teeth at him, his little face scrunched up.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and first put Hongxiu's hair into a bun.

The boss complimented, "Oh my, you really have to admit! The young lady is quite pretty!"

Ren Shaoyang laughed heartily: "How much?"

"A sincere gift of fifty coins."

Hongxiu was a little flustered, holding her head and looking at him shyly. When she saw Ren Shaoyang glancing over, she pursed her lips for no reason and looked up at the sky as if she didn't care.

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Okay." The money was exchanged for the goods.

Turning her head, she casually inserted the hairpin into Hongxiu's hair bun. The little beggar was stunned for a moment, then inexplicably puffed out his cheeks.

At this point, the boss told them that the dragon boat race was about to begin, and the winning boat would be given away with food along the street, so they could share in the good fortune.

Upon hearing this, Hongxiu's eyes immediately lit up. She hurriedly urged the two to go to the scene, covering her head as she ran away, laughing loudly.

The three walked and laughed when they suddenly saw a group of people running from the east.

The leader was a thin-faced rich young man who glanced at the group before bowing to Ren Shaoyang and asking, "Is this the great hero Ren Shaoyang?"

Ren Shaoyang looked him up and down: "It's me."

The man said, “Since you have come to Jingzhou, the local heroes have long wished to see your splendor. If you would not mind, sir, please come to our home. We have prepared wine and food and are waiting for your arrival.”

dinner?

Ren Shaoyang felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason, and he felt an inexplicable disgust for the people in front of him.

It's like walking down the street and feeling like you're about to step in poop.

He didn't rush to answer, but instead glanced at Hongxiu.

Hongxiu was staring intently at the person in front of her.

Sensing Ren Shaoyang's glance, the little beggar looked up and they exchanged a look.

(*￣︿￣)，o(￣ヘ￣o#)
Hmm, they're up to no good!
Ren Shaoyang understood that his disgust was not unfounded, but rather he genuinely sensed the malice hidden in the hearts of the people in front of him.

He nodded and looked at the man: "Are you going to treat us to a meal?"

The man laughed and said, "Master Ren has long resided in the northern frontier, yet his reputation as a chivalrous hero has spread throughout the land. Now that you have arrived in Jiangnan, everyone is eager to see what kind of person killed Cao Shaoqin is. I wonder..."

Ren Shaoyang waved his hand and said, "Since the host has prepared a feast and everyone is eagerly awaiting it, how could I refuse? Lead the way!"

The man was overjoyed and led the way, and the group followed him eastward.

On the way, Ren Shaoyang casually asked, "I still don't know your name?"

The man hurriedly replied, "No, no, my name is Wan Gui."

"Wan, Gui?"

Ren Shaoyang stared at him intently, then suddenly laughed, "Wan Zhenshan's son?"

Wan Gui was somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect my father's name to be known in the northern frontier as well?"

spread?

That's become incredibly popular!

A master bricklayer and a martial arts voice actor.

The name Wan Zhenshan is truly awe-inspiring throughout history!
Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "I have naturally heard of Master Wan's benevolence and chivalry."

Upon hearing this, Wan Gui and his fellow disciples beamed with joy.

Ding'an chuckled sheepishly.

Suddenly, I felt my sleeve being tugged, and I turned around to look.

Then Hongxiu leaned closer and whispered, "There's going to be a fight. You protect me, and I'll tell you where to hit."

Ding An looked at the little beggar in surprise. Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, he nodded seriously, opening and closing his fists as a warm-up.

Inside his large robe sleeves, his arms were wrapped in iron chains, and a short knife, along with its scabbard, was hidden on his forearm. Whenever he encountered an enemy, the short knife would jump into his hand with a burst of strength.

This knife was forged and recast from Cao Shaoqin's precious sword. It is extremely sharp. After it was forged, it has not yet tasted blood, but now it seems that it is about to bring great fortune.

(End of this chapter)