Fang Shuwen sized up the man before him. He saw a hidden light in the depths of the man's eyes. Though he appeared casual, his entire body was flawless, without a single opening. He was clearly a master who concealed his true strength.
After a moment of contemplation, he didn't answer but asked a question in return:
"May I ask your name?"
"I am Zhao Ziying."
The man spoke nonchalantly.
Fang Shuwen and Long Qingzhi exchanged a look.
"The Zhao Clan of the Heaven-Cutting Saber?"
Zhao Ziying waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no, don't just assume that anyone named Zhao who uses a saber is from the Zhao Clan of the Heaven-Cutting Saber. That's not me...
"The Martial Arts practiced by the Zhao Clan is called the Seven Emotions and Seven Sins Heaven-Slaying Saber. The Saber Technique I practice, however, is the Sentimental and Righteous Red Dust Saber. I have nothing to do with those people from the Heaven-Slaying Sect."
Fang Shuwen grinned.
