The Legendary Swordmaster

Chapter. 5. Elder Mu Xuan Fei

Seeing what Nangong Rong was doing, Ma Keng Hong became keenly aware of his strength being far away from that of the Golden Swan Villa's Mistress. The way she writes the name with the tea is just amazing.

How could a martial artist form a letter out of tea water and float in the air for a few breaths? Then it falls and returns to the cup without spilling a drop of water.

Maybe that kind of intelligence only belonged to the five-strong people of the Martial World or only people from the great Sects. But Ma Keng Hong had never heard of any one of the five named Nangong Rong. Nangong Rong's name had never appeared among the other big names.

“Thank you, Nangong Kuownio. Today Nangong Kuownio has truly shown a personality that this Siauwte has never seen, whether it is martial arts or literature.” Ma Keng Hong bowed deeply, clenching his fists in front of his chest. A very sincere respect given by the young man to Miss Villa Owner.

Ma Keng Hong turned around and waved at his two maids, just as he was at the exit. The laughter that was emitted with a high level of energy rang out.

“Ha ha ha! ….”

From the second floor of the Golden Swan Villa, another figure floated down. “Wait, Ma Kongcu! Since when did the people from Yang Liu San Ceng be so easy to bully as well as bully? Are you not ashamed? Even the intimidating one was a woman. This humiliation, how could Yang Liu San Ceng still dare to show face in the Martial World?”

As soon as he got down, the elderly man immediately stopped Ma Keng Hong and his two followers. When Ma Keng Hong turned around, he recognized immediately, it was one of the Tiong-Lo in the Cypress Forest village.

This person was an old man who was about sixty years old, his white hair was neatly tied, and not only his hair was turning white, but his eyebrows, mustache, and beard were also turning white.

The clothes he wore were white hanfu, with light blue stripes on the sleeves and waist. A long sword with a dragon sheath is held in the right hand. This old man's demeanor still looked dashing, with sharp eyes like a wounded lion.

“That is Mu Xuan Fei, He is the first Tiong-Lo of Yang Liu San Ceng.”

“Yes! Right, it seems that an old bully has been in this villa since the beginning, and is hiding on the second floor.”

“Shut up! Be careful when you speak, do you want to die?”

Whispered voices of questions and answers sounded softly in several corners, they were familiar with the old man who had just come down. The good thing was, the old man didn't care about the whispers, he walked towards Ma Keng Hong and his two maids.

The two Ma Keng Hong followers, when they saw the old man, immediately fell to their knees trembling. “Mu Tiong-Lo, please accept our respects.”

The old man didn't care about the two's respect, he walked in front of them and slapped them hard.

“Plaque!”

“Plaque!”

“So many years of practice, in front of this little bastard alone, you two have to rely on Ma Kongcu?! As a bodyguard you have failed, huft!”

Getting slapped and insulted by Mu Tiong-Lo made them both tremble even more, with sweat the size of soybeans starting to drip down and soaking their clothes. Even though it was the beginning of winter, the weather was very cold, and sweat was very difficult to come out with.

But their fear of Mu Tiong-Lo overcame the winter cold.

Mu Tiong-Lo, that old man was already famous for his violent nature, ruthless heart, and light-headedness when it came to action. He didn't care, be it the younger generation, or the older generation. Whoever offended Yang Liu San Ceng, matters would only get worse when he came over.

This person was well-suited to serve as the first Tiong-Lo and to manage the law enforcement department of the Fir Forest Village.

“The calculations with you will be done when in the village later.” Smiling sinisterly, Mu Tiong-Lo turned around and faced Nangong Rong. “What qualifications does Kuownio have? So be very bold to be presumptuous, and look at us people from Yang Liu San Ceng with pointed eyes. History?! What is the Golden Swan Villa doing here? Nothing or nothing at all.”

“Humph! The Golden Swan Villa was only established here a year ago.” Mu Tiong-Lo made the number one move with his finger. “Just one year already dared to threaten the people of Yang Liu San Ceng. Nangong Kuownio didn't give us face.”

Mu Tiong-Lo cursed and jeered at Nangong Rong as well as Golden Swan Villa so badly, he seemed to have taken all the dilapidated things from the villa.

Nangong Rong was still seated, calm, and elegant. Just as she was about to open her mouth in response to Mu Tiong-Lo's words. Another figure also descended from the second floor of the Golden Swan Villa.

“Why can't it? Are the people from Yang Liu San Ceng really that great? Have you all eaten the lion's heart or the tiger's heart? Even in other people's place, still dare to act arbitrarily. Just makes the stomach very sick,” said the figure who had just come down. As soon as he got off the second floor he immediately took a stance against Yang Liu San Ceng's people.

A dashing and handsome young man, a youth of about twenty-four years, had appeared there.

The youth was wearing a simple green hanfu, decorated with white stripes. His face was white as snow, with strong jaws, sharp eyes, eyebrows curved like a machete, a sharp nose, and thin lips shaped like buffalo horns. Her athletic body is perfectly hidden under the clothes.

A long sword with a jet-black sheath is visible in the left hand.

When the young man appeared, all the guests who had visited the Golden Swan Villa on the first floor were shocked. Eastern people knew this young man, he was Giam Lo It Ci's favorite student, Liu Kai.

This young man was named Cia Bun Wei. In the East, it is not he who carves a name because of his teacher. However, this young man's talent and prowess alone were indeed above average.

Not only was this young man a swordsman, but the master's finger of death style was also definitely mastered to an advanced level.

Because of the young man's appearance, the people who visited the Golden Swan Villa wondered even more inwardly. “Why are so many great people gathered in this villa, one by one they started showing up. What happened?”

After ridiculing Mu Tiong-Lo's arrogant nature, Cia Bun Wei faced Nangong Rong. He clenched his fists in front of his chest. “Deal with the people of Yang Liu San Ceng, let Siauwte appear. Nangong Kuownio, there's no need to intervene.”

Cia Bun Wei stepped forward, defending the host.

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1. Tiong-Lo: Elder

2. Giam Lo It Ci: One Finger of Death or One Finger of Death

3. Yang Liu San Ceng: Fir Forest Village.