Could it be... that they just came to challenge Lao Tian? It's not surprising that these almost heaven-defying experts would challenge each other to a duel because they don't respect each other.
Chen Xiao had no idea that this matter had anything to do with Champagne. In his view, Champagne was just a young innkeeper who had secretly run away from home on Home Island. It was hard to imagine that an innkeeper would have such a background.
only……
Chen Xiao sighed. They came for Lao Tian, but where had that guy Lao Tian gone right now?!
Achoo!
Old Tian sneezed, rubbed his nose vigorously, and then wiped his hands on his clothes in a very unladylike manner—this action immediately made the two girls standing by the roadside quickly take a few steps back and keep a distance from him.
This is the station inside the airport. The blazing sun overhead is making people feel dizzy, but the airport shuttle bus is nowhere to be seen.
"Huh, it's so hot, why am I suddenly shivering?" Old Tian muttered to himself, touching his forehead.
Yanziji Wharf on the north bank of the Yangtze River.
Champagne watched as her third uncle stood blankly by the river, the river breeze ruffling his clothes. For some reason, even though his back was as straight as a javelin from behind, Champagne suddenly felt a sense of loneliness.
After a long while, Uncle San turned around and beckoned to Champagne: "Come here."
Champagne obediently walked over, lowering her head and saying meekly, "Third Uncle..."
How are your friends?
Well?
Champagne was taken aback, but then her third uncle smiled. When he looked at Champagne, a rare warmth appeared in his usually cold eyes: "What? Do you think I'm a cold and tyrannical person?"
“No…” Champagne shook her head.
"I brought back several of your friends too. You must think I went too far, right?" Uncle Three chuckled nonchalantly. Champagne, however, stared at Uncle Three's face, seemingly stunned…
Third Uncle... his smile is so handsome...
After hesitating for a moment, Champagne mustered her courage and said, "Third Uncle... you really should smile more often. You look so handsome when you smile!"
Uncle San immediately stopped smiling. He snorted, and with just that soft snort, Champagne immediately became obedient.
After a while, seeing that her third uncle didn't seem to be scolding her, Champagne mustered her courage again and tentatively asked, "Third Uncle, we've been waiting here for so long, you see..."
"What? You want to plead for your friend?" Uncle San said calmly.
"I'll go back with you obediently, please let them go, okay?" Champagne pleaded.
Uncle San sighed, gazing at the champagne, his tone finally softening: "Don't worry. I won't hurt your friend. It's just... I rarely get out of the house. I'll never be satisfied without seeing that man with the knife. Besides, I need to see if you're hanging out with these people. I need to see if these guys are really good people, if they're trustworthy."
Champagne, being such a quick-witted girl, immediately sensed a deeper meaning in her third uncle's words, and her eyes lit up: "Ah! You mean..."
Seeing the expectant look in Champagne's eyes, Uncle Three frowned: "I didn't promise anything. You...sigh, do you know how much your mother suffers after you ran away from home! How can a child be so unfilial!"
As he finished speaking, his tone gradually became stern, and Champagne felt her legs go weak when his piercing gaze swept over her.
She feigned fear, but her mind was gradually clearing up. She whispered, "Third Uncle, if you want to meet that person, you should at least find a way to notify them. Otherwise, we'll just be waiting here like this..."
These words, even to someone as dignified and unyielding as Uncle Three, caused a brief moment of embarrassment to cross his eyes. He had previously displayed the demeanor of a peerless master by leaving words with his sword energy, only to create such a blunder. He had felt rather bored over the past day and night.
How can this be remedied?
Is it really as Champagne suggested, that we should call again, say that we forgot to write down the address, and then tell them the place and ask them to come as soon as possible?
That would be an absolute humiliation! If word got out, people would probably be laughing their heads off before they even came knocking on our door!
Champagne, observing his uncle's expression, noticed his hesitation and, trying to decipher his thoughts, figured he was embarrassed to lose face. So she offered, "How about I make a call back..."
"No!"
Uncle San refused decisively, then gazed at the river for a while, lost in thought.
Hmm, I haven't been to this river for decades. Back then, during that bloody battle, this dock was teeming with people fleeing from disaster, and there were also defeated soldiers who came up with guns and forcibly seized boats. All around were the sounds of crying, shouting and cursing.
So engrossed in the sight that he even experienced a fleeting hallucination, losing his composure.
Yes, this is the place, this section of the riverbank!
A distant green mountain faced a high slope on the opposite bank of the river. I remember there were a dozen or so strong men gathered around me, each one a man of steel! I remember Ma Sanyan, nicknamed "Master Ma," with his full beard, always wearing a black robe. He was incredibly skilled in martial arts, and in a fight on flat ground, even a hundred or so ordinary men couldn't get close. He was also an excellent marksman, always carrying a 20-shot pistol on his belt, with a red ribbon hanging from the butt. Then there was the skinny, small "Grasshopper," whose quick legs were indispensable for scouting enemy positions. His agility and evasion on flat ground were something even I greatly admired. And then there was "Sweeping Dragon," originally from the Northeast. Wielding a saber, he was a formidable hero from the Northeast, capable of drinking four or five catties of strong liquor in one sitting, and always keeping his coat open in the cold, revealing a patch of chest hair. There's also little cotton candy, and old earthworms...
As I thought about it, those dozen or so faces flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern. I still remember the rough and boisterous Lord Ma, who, before the battle, pointed to the distant mountain and laughed loudly in his Hebei accent, saying, "If I die here, any brothers who survive will bury my bones on that mountain."
What a pity, what a pity!
He managed to survive, and afterwards he ran back to look for the remains of those heroes, but he couldn't find any of them!
I could almost hear the metallic clang of machine guns and the tragic shouts of battle again!
Yes. Ma Sanyan charged into the Japanese ranks, hacking down dozens of soldiers with his knife, before being nearly riddled with bullets by machine gun fire! Sweeping Dragon, on the other hand, perished with several Japanese soldiers while carrying a satchel charge…
Uncle San shook his head vigorously. Gradually, he came to his senses, and the hallucination before his eyes finally disappeared. He stared intently at what was in front of him. The river was calm, with only slight ripples.
Across the river, a new commercial and residential complex is under construction, with only two sand dredgers slowly navigating the water. Even the mountain behind them... the mountain where Ma Sanyan said he would be buried, has now been blasted open and turned into a quarry.
Suddenly, a strange surge of emotion welled up in Uncle San's heart. He felt a surge of tragic blood with nowhere to vent it. Suddenly, he took a step forward, flicked his sleeve, and revealed a bright, sharp blade from his sleeve!
Champagne watched as her third uncle suddenly raised his right arm, pointing towards the sky. In an instant, a sharp, incomparably powerful light flashed before her eyes! In that instant, it seemed as if the blazing sun overhead had lost its brilliance! A bright, sharp light shot straight into the sky, like a shooting star, piercing through the heavens and finally blooming above the blue sky and white clouds!
A silver light appeared, stretching across the sky as if it had sliced the heavens in two. The white light carried a sharp and imposing aura, making those who looked at it feel dizzy and mesmerized!
From behind, Uncle San seemed slightly excited. He slowly turned around, but his eyes were already filled with a cold flame.