Chapter 1480: Chapter 559: Store Manager (Part 2)
The shock was too intense; I almost let it slip.
Su Mo looked at him with a half-smile, then glanced at the Hidden Sword Hermit:
"Speaking of which, this matter has something to do with you, Hermit."
"Oh?"
The Hidden Sword Hermit was taken aback: "I would like to hear the details."
"Do you still remember Dragon Roar in the Box, Hermit?"
"That’s naturally unforgettable."
The Hidden Sword Hermit smiled: "Its brilliance was too sharp to not be hidden; Dragon Roar in the Box is just a playful name."
Su Mo nodded slightly:
"Back then, Hero Ji Shuhua, as he reached Luoxia City, entrusted me to deliver this Dragon Roar in the Box to Master Liu of Yuliu Manor."
"On the way, someone was attracted by this sword and wanted to borrow it for a look."
"However, this Dragon Roar in the Box is something I was escorting; how could it be shown to just anyone?"
"I thought he would surely try to snatch it, but unexpectedly, he neither fought nor argued; he just silently followed behind me."
"No matter how I tried to shake him off, used every trick, clearly leaving him hundreds of miles behind during the day."
"But come next morning, there he was, waiting at the inn door."
"The methods were remarkably skilled."
"That escort mission back then inadvertently drew the Youquan Sect into plotting over the southwest region, stirring up trouble within Xuanji Valley."
"It was also the battle that proclaimed my entry into Jianghu."
"After watching this battle, he left; just entrusted a friend to deliver this item to me."
"Said that one day if I ever get a chance to go to Beichuan Mo Cang Mountain, Dividing Sword Cliff, wielding this token, they could forge a sword for me."
"Hiss!!"
As the tale unfolded, Jiang Lan couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath.
Actually, it was after this that Su Mo drew his attention.
The earlier incidents, Jiang Lan did not quite understand.
Only now did he realize that Su Mo had some past connection with the Sword Nourishing Hut.
For a moment, his expression changed unpredictably, clearly undecided on his course of action.
Several times he wanted to speak but held back, forcefully restraining himself.
This was rare for Jiang Lan.
This person was deeply scheming, seldom revealing his emotions.
Finally, he asked quietly:
"Do you know what the Sword Nourishing Hut is about, Your Highness?"
"I heard friends talk about it once."
Su Mo chuckled: "They said that among the Ten Great Swords of the World, five were forged in the Sword Nourishing Hut."
This was told to him by Wei Ziyi.
Back then, Wei Ziyi took advantage of the senior’s notes in Leng Yue Palace’s Scripture Pavilion, flaunting his inscrutability before him.
During my debut in Jianghu, the escort routes that Yang Xiaoyun was responsible for were all planned by Yang Yizhi.
Neither of us had much experience in Jianghu.
So Wei Ziyi, this Hu Niu, always showed off before others, selling her knowledge.
Jiang Lan nodded slightly:
"As long as you are aware, Your Highness, this item is extremely important; you... you better keep it well."
Su Mo glanced at him and smiled:
"Don’t worry, it hasn’t been lost all this time."
After saying this, he tossed it into that pocket with a ding sound.
Jiang Lan winced at the sound.
His gaze at Su Mo contained a bit of reproach.
Seeing this, Su Mo smiled and casually asked:
"Why, can’t the renowned Beichuan Imperial Dao take down a single Sword Nourishing Hut?"
"The Sword Nourishing Hut... is not an ordinary place."
After saying this sentence, Jiang Lan hesitated for a long time, then spoke softly:
"Even when Emperor Xuan galloped over Jianghu in the past, he highly regarded the Sword Nourishing Hut."
"Dismounting in front as a sign of respect."
"In the world, none of the sects and schools were considered significant by Emperor Xuan."
"Except for this place, where he was cautious not to cause harm."
"Though the Imperial Dao can call itself king in Beichuan, it dares not slight the Sword Nourishing Hut."
"The Taoist Master has visited the Sword Nourishing Hut six times, hoping the Master would forge a sword for him."
"But... the Master never agreed."
Su Mo was a bit surprised to hear this.
From Jiang Lan’s words, it’s evident the Master of the Sword Nourishing Hut not only disagreed.
Could it be he was rough with the Taoist Master?
Possibly driven him away?
Yet what exactly do they rely on?
Upon further questioning, Jiang Lan only replied that he too was unsure.
Finally, he apologized, walked to the side, brow furrowed, lost in thought.
Seeing him like this, Su Mo didn’t press further.
After all, Beichuan is far away, even if something happened, it wouldn’t affect him much.
Why delve into it?
After exchanging a few more words with the Hidden Sword Hermit, footsteps resounded from the tunnel.
Looking up, they saw a group of people had already descended into the tunnel.
Leading them was a man in rich attire.
He was not young, with pale skin and no beard.
He appeared somewhat pampered, displeasure evident as he surveyed the tunnel.
Two men followed him, eyes cast down.
They dressed as servants, but their deep gazes and bulging temples revealed their extraordinary martial arts skills, causing physical manifestations.
Additionally, they were surrounded by White Robed Swordsmen.
In stark contrast stood a young man.
Dripping wet, like a water ghost... still unconscious.
Dragged by a White Robed Swordsman, dazedly into the tunnel.
It was Ximen Huai.
As soon as this group met face-to-face with Su Mo and his companions, the man in rich attire instantly changed his expression:
"You?"
At this, Jiang Lan’s men revealed their weapons.
Simultaneously, cries of battle resounded from the other end of the tunnel.
Clearly, before entering the tunnel, arrangements were made outside.
They were now engaging with the group led by Uncle Zhou.
The man in rich attire looked at Su Mo, then behind him, and sighed:
