Having studied for a hundred years, why do you call me the Martial Saint?

It was early morning, before dawn.

Gu Shuxian woke up, and he was very excited.

This day is sure to be a great day!

Why?

Today is the day of the Heroes of the Halberd Shooting Tournament!

What does this mean?

grade!

Finally, I get to meet a group of like-minded people with good taste!

What kind of ordinary person could be attracted to this book?

They must all be chivalrous heroes of the martial arts world!

No, the Liu family is a wealthy family in Wancheng, so the people who came should all be scholars!

Presumably, each of you is a refined person who has thoroughly read this book and possesses unique insights!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Gu Shuxian got up and went to the yard to wash up.

He frowned as he looked at his plain, coarse linen clothes.

Those high-end people must be respectable individuals.

Would I look too shabby wearing this?

But upon further reflection, I felt relieved.

"Those who appreciate this book must be refined and cultured individuals; how could such people look down on someone because of a piece of clothing?"

Think of Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Huang. They never looked down on themselves because they were just doing menial tasks, and their tastes were clearly very high.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Shuxian went back into the house and shook Qian Le awake, saying that he needed to go down the mountain.

"The matter between Luo Lie and Zhao Kui is still unresolved. You should go down the mountain now..."

Qian Le, still sleepy-eyed, yawned and said.

"It's been so many days, if something had happened, it would have happened by now."

Gu Shuxian waved his hand.

"Besides, I'm doing this for serious business!"

"What important matter is it?"

"Book Club"

Qian Le was stunned for a moment, his expression strange:

"Uh, you mean that kind of thing, a group of people getting together to talk about a book? What's the point of that?"

"You don't understand."

Gu Shuxian's expression was serious.

"This is a grand gathering for like-minded people to exchange ideas, have intellectual exchanges, and discover kindred spirits! It's very high-end."

Qian Le seemed to understand, but nodded nonetheless.

"Alright, by the way, why don't you ask if they're interested in any mountain products or medicinal herbs while you're at it..."

"Brother Qian."

Gu Shuxian said seriously.

"I have to criticize you a bit here. The party I attended was a high-end gathering, where they didn't talk about such vulgar things."

Qian Le opened his mouth but didn't say anything, looking completely bewildered.

"Alright, Senior Brother Qian, I'm leaving now. Please take care of the roll call for me later."

Qian Le nodded blankly, then drifted off to sleep.

Gu Shuxian walked out of the courtyard with the name "Jia" and headed down the mountain along the bluestone path.

The morning breeze was cool and felt very comfortable on my face.

Gu Shuxian's mood grew increasingly tense.

"At a truly classy party, can I showcase my skills?"

He suddenly regretted not watching "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" a few more times these past few days.

What if others share profound insights and you can't join in?

What if someone asks him which scene he likes best, and he says it's too superficial and gets laughed at?

just in case……

Gu Shuxian shook his head, quickly banishing these chaotic thoughts.

……

Upon arriving in Wancheng, Gu Shuxian realized he had come too early, so he bought a miscellaneous book from a bookstall and wandered around.

It was almost noon when they finally headed to the Liu family's house.

The eastern part of the city is the wealthy area of ​​Wancheng.

The further you go in, the wider the streets become and the more impressive the houses are.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and when carriages and horses occasionally passed by, they were always magnificent and silent.

The Liu residence is not hard to find; just follow the road until you reach a very large mansion.

At this moment, a rather long queue had formed outside the door.

"So many people? That makes sense, how could I be the only one who likes a good book?"

Gu Shuxian thought to himself.

A scholar in blue robes stood in front of him, holding a folding fan, exuding the air of a refined gentleman.

Just as Gu Shuxian was about to speak, he heard a commotion ahead.

Several burly guards were questioning each of the visitors who wanted to enter.

What are the names of the three heroes of the southern desert?

A guard, expressionless, questioned the person first in line.

"Niu Huangshu, Zhang Yide... uh, uh, and..."

The man wiped away his cold sweat, clearly indicating he hadn't done his homework.

The guard didn't give him a second chance, simply waving his hand dismissively:

"Next."

The man left, his face flushed.

Gu Shuxian nodded to himself in the back, using the details in the book to weed out those with ulterior motives.

Not bad.

Now the book club's style is definitely on point!

When it was his turn, the guard looked him up and down, noticing he was a teenager dressed plainly. His brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, but he still asked the routine question:

"After his first battle, the Divine Halberd Hero went into hiding for a period of time. What did he say when he reappeared in the martial world?"

simple!

"I am the Divine Halberd Hero," Gu Shuxian replied calmly.

"Please come in."

The guard nodded and stepped aside.

Gu Shuxian was overjoyed and stepped into the gate of the Liu residence.

After passing the screen wall and walking through the covered corridor, a bright and open space suddenly appeared before us.

Pavilions, terraces, artificial hills, and flowing water; everywhere is adorned with carved beams and painted rafters.

The front yard alone was many times more impressive than the servants' quarters where he lived.

A servant in blue robes came forward and led him through the corridor to a flower hall.

There were already more than a dozen people sitting inside.

They gathered in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

However, the content of their conversation made Gu Shuxian feel that something was amiss.

"I heard that Young Master Liu is only fifteen years old and unmarried. My master has a niece..."

"The Liu family has connections in Tian Ce Prefecture; if we could establish a connection with them..."

"The second young lady of the Liu family has helped Master Liu manage his business very well. If we could marry her, she would definitely be a virtuous and capable wife..."

Gu Shuxian frowned inwardly upon hearing this. Is this what we came here to talk about?

Shouldn't we enthusiastically explore the true meaning of the book?

Well, perhaps the book club hasn't officially started yet.

Therefore, you all appeared somewhat relaxed.

Gu Shuxian comforted himself, found a seat, and took a sip of the tea served by the servant.

……

On the path leading from the inner hall to the flower hall.

A young man in brocade robes strode forward, his face showing a hint of impatience.

Behind him followed a woman in her early twenties, with a dignified appearance and a composed demeanor.

"Second sister, can you please stop following me?"

Liu Mingyuan stopped and turned around to complain.

As someone with many older and younger sisters, it's hard for anyone to understand his pain.

From childhood to adulthood, he was suffocated by the control of these women.

After a long and difficult time, my eldest and third sisters got married, and my fourth and fifth sisters went to a martial arts sect to learn martial arts.

His second sister still keeps an eye on him from time to time, leaving him with absolutely no freedom!

"I'm not a child anymore. Do I need you to oversee a book club event?"

Liu Mingxuan said slowly:

"I'm not watching you, I'm here to remind you."

"What reminder?"

"Not everyone who comes here is here for that book. Besides, liking a book doesn't mean you're a good person. There are plenty of hypocrites in this world, so you should be careful."

"Second sister, you're overthinking it."

Liu Mingyuan retorted with dissatisfaction, "What kind of bad people could admire the Divine Halberd Hero?"

"Also, don't interfere later."

"I can host this book club event well."

Liu Mingxuan glanced at him but didn't say anything more. After Liu Mingyuan entered the flower hall, she sat behind a carved screen on one side.