402: Xu Fengnian, a piece of trash

"If this opportunity to take action is handled well, it will be of great use at a critical moment," Li Yishan said in a calm tone.

"The current situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for Northern Liang. Beimang is watching like a tiger eyeing its prey, and the Liyang imperial family is constantly thinking about killing Fengnian."

"What way do we have now to make Fengnian grow up?" Xu Xiao looked at Li Yishan with a grave expression.

"Since that's the case, let's begin."

"If he wants to inherit the foundation of the Beiliang Princes Estate and survive in this dog-eat-dog Jianghu, he cannot appear as an ordinary person."

"He must practice martial arts, but because of what happened to the Princess back then, he hates practicing martial arts."

"Now, we can only use other methods to stimulate him," Li Yishan said.

"Since that's the case, let's begin," Xu Xiao nodded.

At Wutong Courtyard, Xu Fengnian was fishing by the lake. Beside him stood a young man of similar age, also holding a fishing rod.

"Brother, this is too boring. It's better to go practice my skills," Xu Longxiang looked at his elder brother with a bored expression.

"Huang Maner, fishing can Cultivate your state of mind. Don't just think about practicing every day; you need to balance work and rest," Xu Fengnian looked at Huang Maner with a smile.

Huang Maner nodded pensively, but his eyes were filled with confusion.

For a moment, he still couldn't understand the meaning behind his brother's words.

At this moment, Old Huang, who was missing a front tooth, walked over carrying his sword chest.

"Oh, Old Huang, come, come, sit down and fish together," Xu Fengnian greeted him with a laugh.

Old Huang sat down beside Xu Fengnian, hesitated for a moment, but still decided to say goodbye.

"Um, Prince, I might have to leave for a few days. While I'm not by your side these next few days, you must take good care of yourself," Old Huang said with a smile.

"Hmm? Leaving? Old Huang, where are you going?" Xu Fengnian was stunned and looked at Old Huang with a puzzled face.

"There are some things that should be handled, but before that, I will find a suitable guard to protect you."

"Even if Old Huang is no longer here, someone will protect you well," Old Huang said with a smile.

Now, Xu Fengnian was even more confused. He didn't know what was wrong with Old Huang, why he would suddenly say such things.

He even said he was leaving? Where to? Could it be that he wouldn't be able to return?

"Old Huang, what is really going on with you?" Xu Fengnian frowned at Old Huang.

At this moment, a figure rushed toward Xu Fengnian, the long sword in hand stabbing directly toward the back of Xu Fengnian's heart.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Xu Fengnian leaped and jumped into a small boat on the lake, rowing it toward the center of the lake.

The assassin also followed. When the two reached the center of the lake, Xu Fengnian glanced at the assassin, a cold sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He leaped and dove into the lake. The assassin hadn't expected Xu Fengnian to be so cunning as to jump directly into the water. Unfortunately, the assassin couldn't swim and could only stare helplessly from the boat.

"Damn it, bastard, he actually jumped into the lake."

After jumping into the lake, Xu Fengnian dove toward the bottom. There was actually a figure sitting in meditation with closed eyes, bound by iron chains connected to two massive stone balls.

Xu Fengnian swam up to the dark figure and, like a magic trick, pulled an oil-paper package from his robes and tossed it to the figure.

The dark figure opened his eyes and caught the package. Upon opening it, there was actually a golden roasted chicken inside. A smile appeared on the figure's lips.

Xu Fengnian couldn't speak, so he just pointed upward before swimming away.

Xu Fengnian swam to the shore and climbed up. Looking back at the assassin, the man was still stuck in the middle of the lake, unable to get out.

He made a contemptuous gesture at the assassin before standing up.

As soon as he reached the shore, a maid brought clothes for Xu Fengnian to change into.

Xu Fengnian walked up to a graceful figure dressed in white, wearing a bamboo hat, with twin blades hanging at her waist.

"Lend me your blade for a moment."

The beautiful woman glanced at Xu Fengnian with a calm expression. Without saying a word, she unfastened Spring Thunder from her waist and handed it to him.

Xu Fengnian turned and jumped into the lake once more.

Watching Xu Fengnian's silhouette as he dove into the lake, Old Huang looked at the sword chest in his hands with reluctance in his eyes, but he still threw the sword chest into the lake.

He had made a decision: he would not go to Martial Emperor City to retrieve his sword. If he left, there would be no one to protect the Prince.

However, the scene that followed left him somewhat dumbfounded.

Xu Fengnian, who had just gone down, emerged again, and he had even fished up the sword chest that Old Huang had just thrown in.

"No, Old Huang, what do you mean? I saw you treasuring this thing just now, so why did it end up at the bottom of the lake?" Xu Fengnian looked at Old Huang, speechless.

"No, Prince, why did you fish it back up?" Old Huang looked at Xu Fengnian in shock.

"When I saw you holding it before, I knew this thing was very important to you."

"Why did you throw it away?" Xu Fengnian asked.

"Sigh... what's thrown is thrown. There's no need to pick it back up," Old Huang said somewhat awkwardly, though his eyes kept darting back to his sword chest.

This sword chest contained various famous swords he had collected over the years. Back then, he was known as Sword Nine Yellow. One of those swords was left on the walls of Martial Emperor City when he challenged Wang Xianzhi.

Back then, he had left word that he would definitely return to retrieve the sword.

These years of peaceful living had changed his state of mind.

Previously, the Prince had found him and said the time had come to execute the plan. He knew then that his mission had arrived.

Moreover, during his travels these past few years, his strength had also improved, and he had already reached the Heavenly Human Realm.

He was much stronger than back then, but over these years, Wang Xianzhi's reputation had grown even more resonant, and he had already assumed an invincible posture.

Even the Sword God of that time, Li Chungang, had lost to him, and his famous sword, Wood Horse Cow, had been snapped.

Of course, it was only because he knew the truth behind the Heavenly Gate that he hadn't truly exerted his full strength, which was why he lost to Wang Xianzhi at the final moment.

Nowadays, Wang Xianzhi had already taken on the bearing of being the number one in Liyang.

Although he had made a Breakthrough, he still lacked confidence for this battle.

Therefore, he was hesitating whether to leave at this time. He had originally decided to leave, but seeing that someone was assassinating Xu Fengnian even before he had departed...

This made him abandon the idea again, which was why he threw the sword chest into the lake.

He hadn't expected Xu Fengnian to pick it back up. Could it be that this was predestined by the heavens?

"Prince—no, Young Master, you're still the one who understands me best," Old Huang said with a smile.

"Go do what you want to do. Come back once you've finished. If you're not around, I really won't be used to it," Xu Fengnian nodded and handed the sword chest to Old Huang.

"Rest assured, Young Master. I'll come back after I'm done. We still have to go steal sweet potatoes together!" Old Huang gave a mischievous grin.

A mischievous grin also appeared on Xu Fengnian's face.

During their three years of travel, they didn't have a single penny; they were either begging or stealing things.

In that state, there wasn't a single trace of a Prince's bearing.

However, this was also to better hide their identities.

Since the heavens had decided so, he would make the trip. No matter the outcome, at least there would be no regrets.

"Alright, I'll have someone see you off," Xu Fengnian nodded.

"No need, no need. I'll settle the matter of the guard first, then I'll set off on my own," Old Huang waved his hand.