"I cut it off myself."
The master of Zixiao Pavilion spoke calmly, and his eyes fell on his broken leg, as if he was cutting off someone else's leg.
"Did you chop it yourself? Why?" Chu Shaoyang couldn't hold back anymore and asked.
"Haha, good question! Let me ask you a question first. If you are locked up in a dark place and your life is worse than death. Suddenly there is a chance for you to escape, but your feet are tied with iron. The chain is locked tightly, what will you do?" The master of Zixiao Pavilion raised his eyes, and his piercing eyes fell on Chu Shaoyang's face.
No murderous intent.
There was no tension at stake.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
It was completely different from what Chu Shaoyang had imagined before.
He thought that what he would face when he came up would be a forest of swords, a lot of agencies, and all kinds of difficulties from the Master of Zixiao Pavilion.
But none of it.
The two people asked and answered each other as naturally as if they were chatting.
"What will you do?" Zixiao Pavilion Master's words echoed in Chu Shaoyang's ears.
He said almost without hesitation: "Cut it!"
"Okay, it's indeed Chu Shaoyang." The master of Zixiao Pavilion nodded with satisfaction, "So I did the same thing as you, which was to chop it down, and then I escaped from that place where it was never seen, and started again. I gained my freedom, even though I lost a pair of legs, but I don’t regret it at all.”
"That's it." Chu Shaoyang also nodded.
If it were him, he would never regret it.
It doesn’t matter if you lose a pair of legs, freedom is more valuable than anything else.
"Who locked you up?" He thought of a question.
"Who?" Master Zixiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the muscles on his face twitched, as if he was thinking of the unbearable past, but he soon regained his composure and replied calmly: "The enemy."
"Then have you taken revenge?"
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion shook his head slightly: "No."
"Because the enemy is dead?"
"No, still alive."
"Then why don't you take revenge? Is your enemy more skilled in martial arts than you?" Chu Shaoyang frowned, confused.
Although he has not directly fought against the master of Zixiao Pavilion, he can feel that despite his disabled legs, the depth of his skills can only be described as unfathomable. .
Chu Shaoyang has always been arrogant and unwilling to convince others. He has never been so sincerely convinced even to Mo Chuan. But facing the Master of Zixiao Pavilion and seeing him sitting in a chair with one of his legs useless, he But there is a feeling like a small hill looking up to a mountain.
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion slowly shook his head: "No."
"What's that for?"
Chu Shaoyang asked subconsciously, and then realized again that his question was too superficial and had touched the other party's secret. He shook his head and said: "If the master doesn't want to say it, there's no need to say it."
But to his surprise, the Master of Zixiao Pavilion answered again.
"I don't have only one enemy. Even if I kill them all, I can't reattach my broken legs. Besides, I've suffered from ten years of confinement. How can it be so easy to kill them? Since I have to Revenge, of course, must be exacted," he said calmly.
After a pause, he continued: "Whatever the enemy wants, I will take away. Everything the enemy has, I will take away from him, so that he can see it but not get it. In this way, although the enemy Isn't it more uncomfortable to live than to die? But he wanted to die, but I refused to let him die, so I just let him live in such pain, making life worse than death."