"The sword is forged to kill, and everyone has the meaning of wielding the sword."
Yuan Zhisheng's eyebrows were soft and his tone was calm. Obviously, he didn't care about Hirataji's defection. This was a sign of mutual agreement.
"I saw you also use a Japanese sword." Yuan Zhisheng continued.
"Something daddy left behind."
"Your father?"
"Passed away."
Chu Zihang took out the long-handled Murasame from his baseball bag and handed it to Yuan Zhisheng with both hands.
"Can I ask you to find out the origin of this knife?"
Yuan Zhisheng took it without hesitation and looked at the pattern on the blade: "This is an alchemy product, and it is an ancient relic. This means that there are not many craftsmen who forged this sword. Moreover, the blade is made of Paoding iron and has an electric shape.
Origami. It can fetch hundreds of millions of yen at auction."
Lu Mingfei listened in surprise. He knew that Chu Zihang's current father was just his stepfather, but he didn't know the past of his biological father.
Unexpectedly, he is also a rich man.
"The sword is inscribed in the morning, and the devil is destroyed in chaos. Moreover, the blade has a strange property. If it is wielded for a long time, water mist will condense on the blade, making it look like rainwater."
Yuan Zhisheng introduced calmly.
"This reminds me of what was mentioned in "The Legend of the Eight Dogs" by Mr. Nanzong..."
"Murasame." Chu Zihang said.
"You know?" Yuan Zhisheng frowned in confusion.
"I heard Li Longyuan mention something."
"He is really knowledgeable."
Yuan Zhisheng didn't know what kind of mentality he had when he said this, he should be a little bit unhappy.
In particular, Eri rarely fights Street Fighter with herself, but when she fights Fengjun passionately, she always feels like the cabbage that she has worked so hard to take care of...
No, my own cabbage followed me on my own initiative.
"Li Yongyuan also said that the dew condensed on the blade was due to the existence of a special alchemical field."
"So you asked me to use the alchemical matrix engraved on the blade to inquire about the forger of this sword, and even his inheritance." Yuan Zhisheng thought that he had been tricked, and the analysis was in vain.
Chu Zihang nodded, his facial expression remained the same, making it difficult to analyze his psychology.
"Leave the knife to me. I will leave this matter to the Japanese branch and I should give you a satisfactory answer." Yuan Zhisheng said angrily.
"You can use this knife before returning to the academy."
The ancient sword with a dark red sheath was then handed over by Yuan Zhisheng, and it turned out to be the spider sword.
The young master of the Snake Qiba family never lacks good swords.
So Chu Zihang politely thanked him and took it.
Lu Mingfei watched the two people exchanging swords, feeling that he was sitting in a tavern in Japan's Warring States Period. Two samurai who were accustomed to showing off were constantly attracting the attention of visitors with their handsome faces and sharp eyes.
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"Is your knife also a family heirloom?"
Caesar asked curiously.
"No, I have never met my father, and he didn't leave me anything." Yuan Zhisheng said, "Just like Lonely George. Do you know Lonely George?"
"I've heard that there is the last Pinta Island tortoise in the world." Chu Zihang picked up the topic while Lu Mingfei was stunned.
"The Yuan family is also a family whose bloodline is on the verge of extinction. At one time, the family elders thought that the Yuan family had no descendants, so they found my brother and me in the mountains. Only then did the Yuan family's seats be restored. I was called the head of the Yuan family.
But I am the only one in the Yuan family."
Caesar looked at him doubtfully: "It's hard to imagine how you can still be alone when so many elders are forcing you into marriage."
"Because they need the emperor now more than breeding tools." Yuan Zhisheng responded coldly.
Perhaps learning from the painful lessons of the previous generation, even if the elders were anxious about the obligation to continue the bloodline, they did not dare to force Yuan Zhisheng too much.
If another rebellious emperor is forced to come out, three of the eight Sheqi families will be classified as historical.
"Then it seems that my father who used this excuse must be enjoying it."
Caesar shrugged easily.
"You just said you have a younger brother." Lu Mingfei asked curiously.
"He's probably dead."
Yuan Zhisheng lowered his eyes, with unknown sadness hidden in his eyes.
"It seems that everyone had a hard time when they were young." Lu Mingfei sighed after realizing that he had said the wrong thing.
"My parents went abroad when I was in elementary school. Even now that I'm in college, they haven't even mentioned coming back to see me. Sometimes I wonder if they will have another younger sibling abroad and form a new family.
.Otherwise, my old Lu family only has a single branch, so he wouldn’t have left me alone at my uncle’s house.”
"I thought that the four of us had nothing in common, but I didn't expect that we could find common topics about our parents."
Caesar shook his glass, looking slightly surprised.
"I think I can also join your parents' group."
Chu Zihang had a dark face.
"Hey, my parents are not dead, but my parents are unreliable. My senior brother's mother is still alive and kicking. Boss, don't you still have a playboy dad?"
Lu Mingfei said hurriedly.
"I just thought he had been dead for many years." Caesar raised his head and drank a glass of whiskey.
"Young Master Yuan should have respected elders, right?" Lu Mingfei continued.
"Well, I have a pretty good dad." Yuan Zhisheng said softly.
"Actually, if both parents are dead, Mr. Li is the one who is most suitable." Lu Mingfei said with a dark look in his eyes.
Then everyone fell silent, their eyes focused on Lu Mingfei.
"Haven't you heard of it?" Lu Mingfei turned around curiously.
"All I know is that he was raised by his grandfather, and his grandfather passed away recently," Caesar said.
Chu Zihang also nodded slightly.
"This should be something that can be said." Lu Mingfei felt a little uneasy.
He had also curiously asked Mr. Li about his family situation at first, thinking that his parents rarely came home because they were doing business overseas all year round.
Li Yongyuan responded nonchalantly, saying that his parents died in a shipwreck in his early years. If there were no photos preserved, he could not even remember what his parents looked like.
As for now, after Li Chengqian's death, he has completely become a loner.
"I rarely see his eyes showing loneliness or memories."
After listening to Lu Mingfei's words, Caesar felt a little emotional.
They always thought that Li Yongyuan was the kind who had both parents. After all, he always smiled cheerfully and had no feeling of being bound by the past at all.
"No, why did talking turn into a show of violence?" Caesar noticed something strange and spoke in time.
"I wasn't the one who took the lead." Lu Mingfei quickly clarified the relationship.
Yuan Zhisheng recalled that domineering and laughing young man alone. It was hard to imagine what kind of environment he grew up in to shape his character.
"How familiar are you with Li Yongyuan?"
Yuan Zhisheng spoke, suddenly feeling the need to get to know this guy.