Chapter - 63 Drawing the Bow to Shoot Condors (6) (1/2)

Zhu Cong continued: ”Hearing that Master Zhang died in Mongolia was very saddening. I am still very shaken by Master Zhang's death. Due to your good fortune and my good luck, I was able to find the son of the late Mr. Yang nine years ago….”

”Ah…” the other five Freaks said simultaneously. They knew that Qiu Chuji was very capable and the disciples of the Quanzhen sect are spread throughout the country. It was to be expected that he would find Yang Tiexin's offspring. He must always have kept in mind the scheduled meeting for the competition in Jiaxing. Finding the mother, whose whereabouts were unknown, was like searching for a needle in a haystack. Whether the child was a girl or boy, was up to the heavens. Had it been a girl, there would be a limit to the power of her martial arts. Hearing that the child had been found, gave them a momentarily shock. The six had never told Guo Jing's mother or him about this matter. Zhu Cong slid his eyes towards Guo Jing; seeing no change in his expression he read on, ”After two years, when the flowers are blooming and the grass is long in Jiangnan, I will meet and drink with all of you masters at the Pavilion of the Drunken Immortal. Life passes like the dew, and these eighteen years are like a dream. Will the brave heroes of the world laugh at my foolishness?” When he read to this point, he stopped.

Han Baoju asked, ”What is below?”

”The letter ends there. It is definitely his handwriting,” Zhu Cong replied.

That day in the inn, Zhu Cong had stolen a piece of poetry from Qiu Chuji's pocket and recognized his handwriting.

Ke Zhen'E asked in a somber voice, ”The Yang family's child is a male? His name is Yang Kang?”

Yin Zhiping replied, ”Yes.”

Ke Zhen'E continued, ”So he is your junior brother?”

”He is my senior brother. Although this disciple is older than him by a year, senior brother Yang started learning from the Quanzhen two years earlier,” Yin Zhiping replied.

The 'Six Freaks of the South' had seen his kung fu, and Guo Jing was definitely not his match. If the junior brother is already so good, his senior brother must be even more powerful. At this point, they felt their hearts sinking. It seemed Qiu Chuji knew of their actions in detail; he even knew of Zhang Ahsheng's death. They all felt that they were on the losing end already.

Ke Zhen'E said coldly, ”When you sparred with him earlier, was it to test his abilities?”

Yin Zhiping heard the hostile tone in his voice and felt anxious. He hurriedly said, ”Disciple would not dare.”