Chapter 701 – A Story about a City and a Blade (I) (2/2)

After such high praise from Su Li, how could the powerful figures of the Imperial Court and Tianliang County possibly allow him to continue to grow?

Wang Po recalled the scene when he walked out of Wenshui City all those years ago, his brows gradually rising.

He did not feel satisfaction and pride upon recalling glorious memories, only that after so many years, he still found it difficult to forget the killing intent that soared to the heavens on that day.

”I saw you, one man with one blade, walk out of Wenshui City, just like today.”

Tie Shu continued, ”Many people died, but you survived. At that time, we all knew that the Zhu clan and the Imperial Court had met a very troublesome problem. Looking at it now, Zhu Luo knew it even more clearly, so there was the dark rain in Xunyang City, his final words and wish before the Mausoleum of Books.”

Wang Po calmly said, ”I don't feel that being highly regarded by him is any sort of honor.”

Tie Shu answered, ”But he was still Zhu Luo. It was the only request he made before his death, so we must help him carry it out.”

Wang Po's gaze seemed to slightly drop, falling upon the metal blade that was covered in snow.

”Of course, as I watched you come over, I was also very sad. I have no desire to kill you.”

Tie Shu said, ”But you should not have entered the capital. That is seeking your own death.”

Wang Po once more recalled the past and also felt a sense of melancholy. He brushed at his sleeves, letting the snow drift to the ground.

He tidied his clothes naturally so that he could wield his blade.

With an apathetic expression, Tie Shu asked, ”You must kill today?”

Wang Po did not answer this question. ”In truth, I'm very curious about just who in this world is able to make you suddenly change your mind.”

All was quiet, the snow still noiselessly falling.

The sorrow and melancholy Tie Shu felt in the past was all real.

But what he spoke today was fake.

From Tanzhe Temple to today, his heart had always been set on killing Wang Po.

Wang Po understood this very well.

But Tie Shu's meaning just now was also very clear. As long as Wang Po was willing to leave the capital, Tie Shu would not attack.

Just who had made him change his mind from killing to driving away?

Wang Po would not leave, but he truly wished to know the answer.

Not any normal person of power could influence the mind of an expert of the Divine Domain.

Surveying the entire world, there were probably no more than five such people.

With a creak, the door of a tea house on the side of the street opened.

A very handsome man walked out and smiled at Wang Po. ”Long time no see.”

With this person's appearance, Wang Po's raised brows slowly drooped back down. ”So it was…Second Master.”

This handsome man was once the most renowned hedonist of Wenshui City, but later faded into obscurity.

Only the people of the Wenshui Tangs knew how terrifying this person was.

The Tang Second Master.

When Wang Po lived with the Wenshui Tangs, did he know of this matter?

It had actually been the Wenshui Tangs.

And it was only the Wenshui Tangs that had still had a chance of changing the mind of a great personage like Tie Shu, even under the pressure of the Imperial Court and Shang Xingzhou.

The Tang Second Master smiled at Wang Po and said, ”Since you know it's me, do you still persist?”

This man was truly very handsome, but perhaps because the wind and snow curled about him, he seemed to give off a faint aura of cold and gloom.

Wang Po did not reply.

The Tang Second Master continued to smile as he asked, ”'Kindness weighty as mountains', is that four words?”

Wang Po fell silent, then answered, ”Correct.”

The Tang Second Master dropped his mouth in a laugh, seemingly ecstatic, but no noise came from his mouth.

In the wind and snow, he looked rather horrifying.

Then, his smile gradually faded, and he expressionlessly said to Wang Po, ”Today, you are not allowed to unsheathe your blade.”