Chapter 1278 - 315: Advancement_5

Chapter 1278: Chapter 315: Advancement_5

"Okay, Sword Embryo."

"..." Sword maid.

Fanli squatted down and began sharpening his axe with a large whetstone.

"Hey, big guy, why haven’t you thought about getting a wife?"

"Never thought about it."

"Why not?"

"Women, troublesome."

"There are women who aren’t troublesome, you know. Look at Mr. Feng, and the lady from Mr. Bei’s household, they seem very virtuous."

Fanli frowned at that.

"What kind do you like? Tell me, I’ll help you find one," said the sword maid eagerly.

Fanli replied, "Big hips, big chest, big body."

The sword maid glanced down at herself and said,

"They’re plentiful in the pigsty."

Fanli grinned and laughed.

"Didn’t expect you to be so superficial. You men, not a single good one among you."

"True." Fanli wholeheartedly agreed.

"I want some candied hawthorn."

"Alright."

"I want He Chunlai’s candied hawthorn."

"Alright."

Fanli put down the axe, lifted the sword maid up, and let her sit on his shoulder.

The big and small pair went out the door.

A quarter of an hour later,

Chen Daole and He Chunlai, who were drinking in a gloomy mood inside the officer’s tent at Snow Sea Pass, had just finished their wine party and spoken of some "autumn melancholy," and led the chosen ladies to their rooms to rest.

They had never been to such a place at Snow Sea Pass before.

But since they returned from Yanjing with Lord Zheng,

they both became somewhat dispirited;

In Yanjing,

the two were sent to deliver goods to the palace by the blind man,

at the palace gates,

they exchanged a glance.

Both once passionate for resisting Yanjing and restoring Jin,

did nothing.

Because doing nothing was the most agonizing.

But upon returning, the work still had to be done.

Today, the army returned victorious, so they took a vacation and drank together.

After drinking a lot, they became somewhat dazed, and amidst the daze, some things naturally fell into place.

Identity,

Status,

Future,

Restoration,

all seemed fragmented under the gentle hands of the youthful yet experienced girls beside them, becoming scattered on the ground, even creaking when stepped on.

In the room, Chen Daole was undressing when suddenly he heard a commotion next door, followed by a woman’s scream.

He promptly got up to check the situation outside; in other places, those causing trouble in the tent would be numerous, but at Snow Sea Pass, no one would dare, because this was the Earl’s Mansion’s property, and the only one in town, without branches.

Chen Daole pushed open the door,

saw Fanli cradling the shirtless He Chunlai with his left arm, walking out.

He Chunlai’s face was flushed, not from drinking;

anyone suddenly pulled up to make candied hawthorn at that time would be in agony, wouldn’t they?

Chen Daole wanted to laugh and did so.

The hidden identity of a candy vendor, why did you have to disguise yourself so?

Moreover, your candied hawthorn was that delicious.

Sitting on Fanli’s shoulder, the sword maid added angrily,

"See, not a single good man indeed."

...

The blind man entered the Earl’s Mansion and saw Lord Zheng sitting on the steps.

As he approached,

he sat down next to Lord Zheng.

"Smoke," Lord Zheng said.

The blind man took out a cigarette, handed one to Lord Zheng.

The two lit up together,

the tips of the cigarettes flickering.

"My lord, is the Sword Saint inside?" the blind man asked.

"You need to ask me?"

The blind man said earnestly, "Some people can’t be casually probed, it’s blinding."

Lord Zheng asked doubtfully, "You’re afraid of blindness?"

"My lord, what’s the Sword Saint doing inside?"

"Having an epiphany."

Lord Zheng was embarrassed to say that a dose of his motivational talk led to that epiphany.

The blind man furrowed his brow and then laughed.

Lord Zheng quickly said, "Jealous?"

Because Zheng Fan knew, the blind man hadn’t upgraded; in fact, he had hinted many times the blind man could strive harder, but the blind man seemed very calm.

Just as calm was Mo Wan.

As for Xue Three, who always wanted to exert effort, he was miles away.

The blind man nodded and said, "Yes."

Lord Zheng found a kindred spirit,

put his arm around the blind man’s shoulder,

pointed with the smoking hand at the room behind them,

and said,

"I think being around those with a protagonist script, I feel more and more like a bit player."

"You feel this way too, my lord?"

"Your feigned surprise doesn’t fit your character at all."

"What’s my character?"

"Even if it’s something you know nothing about, you can act as if you’re completely sure."

"My lord, your misunderstanding of me runs deep."

"Not joking with you, I say, my daily martial practice isn’t madly intense, but I don’t slack off either."

"Actually, my lord’s progress has been fast, we’re not in a rush, besides, we’re still young, my lord, you’re still young, like a newborn infant where age is counted from the first day in this world, according to this calculation;

my lord, and all of us, are not yet five years old.

A group of children under five years have established Snow Sea Pass, commanding over twenty thousand elite cavalry, my lord, under five and already a Sixth Rank expert, where in the world can you find another martial arts genius like my lord?"

Upon hearing this, Lord Zheng patted the blind man on the back, deeply moved;