Seeing Xie Kanhua coming in, Xie Yuling hurriedly lowered his head and called out, "Seventh Uncle."
"Seeing you being so respectful really gives me a headache." Xie Kanhua shook his head helplessly, then glanced at Lan Yuze who was standing next to Xie Yuling.
Lan Yuze still smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits: "Thank you, sir."
"Are you the young master of the Lan family in Piaomiao Mountain?" Xie Kanhua asked.
Lan Yuze nodded and said, "Unfortunately, my family has only me as their son, so I can only be the young master."
"Piaomiao Mountain can be considered a large sect, but it is located in a remote area and has little contact with the Central Plains martial arts world. In terms of strength alone, it is already above the Xie family. I see that your martial arts are not weak either. Why do you always follow Yu Ling?" Xie Kanhua looked at Lan Yuze.
"Some people are dragons, some are winds. The dragon soars and the wind rises. Yuze has always wanted to be the wind." Lan Yuze said in a gentle tone, neither humble nor arrogant. "In the early years, our Lan family made a living by fortune-telling. I think Brother Xie has the appearance of an outstanding talent. He will definitely be a dragon among men in the future."
"It is said that every time my nephew appears in the academy, there will be people scattering flowers beside him. He steps on the petals and waves his folding fan, looking extremely romantic. I don't think he can do this. I guess it was arranged by you?" Xie Kanhua walked to the stone table and touched the scattered petals on it.
Lan Yuze sighed and said, "Brother Xie rejected my suggestion at first, but he couldn't get away from me in the end. Now, how many girls in the academy are in love with Brother Xie! I'm sure Brother Xie is very grateful to me in his heart."
Xie Kanhua nodded and said, "Very good, very good. You said that the Lan family made a living by fortune-telling in the early years, I don't know if it's true or not. But you saw at a glance what my nephew lacked, and you made up for it for him. You are really very knowledgeable. However, if you want to fill the romantic spirit in his heart, these petals are far from enough."
Xie Yuling immediately clasped his fists and said, "Uncle Qi, please give me some advice!"
"I can't teach you anything." Xie Kanhua snatched the Fusu fan from Xie Yuling's hand and tapped Xie Yuling's head gently. "You are such a handsome young man, but you act so old-fashioned. Our Xie family's ancestor used to wave his folding fan and swept away the peach blossoms halfway up the mountain. How romantic and heroic it was. But now even the movement of waving the fan has become stiff. Why are you still practicing the Fusu fan? You might as well practice the sword!"
Xie Yuling scratched his head, revealing a bit of embarrassment as a teenager: "I also prefer to use the sword..."
"I've left the Xie family, and I'm no longer qualified to watch Fusu fan." Xie Kanhua fanned himself, "Besides, my martial arts skills are all gone now, so I can't help you much. I suggest you go to a place."
"Where?" Xie Yuling asked in confusion.
"Qingcheng Mountain." Xie Kanhua said faintly, "There are two absolutely romantic figures on Qingcheng Mountain now. When I was young, I grew up listening to their romantic stories. One is a Confucian and the other is a Taoist priest, one has a sword and one has a whisk. One step is a pot of wine, one thought is the world. You have two such good masters but you don't seek them out. Why do you stare at a fan every day?"
Xie Yuling was stunned: "Qingcheng Mountain..."
"Let's go, silly nephew." Xie Kanhua threw a folding fan back, "You should learn from your mortal enemy Feng Zuojun. Although he is a big fool in Yunjing, he is also a willful young man. Don't always think about restoring the Xie family. One day, when you become famous throughout the world, the Xie family will naturally be restored."
"Thank you for your guidance, Uncle Seventh." Xie Yuling was about to bow his head again.
"Muyu head!" Xie Kanhua immediately lifted his head up, "Come, now think about it, if it is your mortal enemy, Feng Zuojun. What would he say now?"
"He." Xie Kanhua thought for a moment, "He should say - yes, how could he forget about those two old men?"
"Come on, imitate his tone, imitate his expression, and say something!" Xie Kanhua said loudly.
The corners of Xie Yuling's mouth twitched slightly, and finally his mouth opened wide, revealing a somewhat defiant smile: "Yeah! How could I forget about those two old men!"
"That's it, go ahead." Xie Kanhua waved his hand.
"Who are those two old guys?" The door was kicked open and Feng Zuojun walked in carrying a knife with a package hanging at the end of the knife.
"Are you going too?" Xie Yuling looked at Feng Zuojun's outfit with a look of surprise.
"Why? Are you going too?" Feng Zuojun looked at Xie Yuling in confusion. He actually wanted to invite Xie Yuling to go with him, but from Xie Yuling's tone, it seemed that he had also planned to leave.
"I'm going to Qingcheng Mountain." Xie Yuling replied.
"Oh oh oh." Feng Zuojun touched his nose, "I'm going to Demon City. I thought about it, and the time has come to meet City Lord Mo Wen. I want to follow him and learn his Domineering Sword!"
"It seems that you are going down the mountain together, but in different directions." Xie Kanhua said with a smile.
"Hurry up, let's go!" Feng Zuojun urged.
Xie Yuling was stunned: "We are on different paths, why are you urging me to do anything?"
"Who said we're going our separate ways? At least we can still travel together for a few days." Feng Zuojun sat down, "Hurry up and pack your things."
Xie Yuling turned around and walked back to the room. Xie Kanhua looked at Feng Zuojun with a smile: "When I came to the academy, those people said that you two were lifelong enemies, but it seems that you have a pretty good relationship."
"I was the one who specifically asked them to spread such passionate words as lifelong enemy. Someone who can be my lifelong enemy, Feng Zuojun, can't be an ordinary person." Feng Zuojun grinned and said, "Xie Yuling, in my heart, I regard him as a lifelong friend!"
"You are very good, free and easy, and you also have your father's domineering spirit." Xie Kanhua praised.
"Stop joking. My father doesn't have the aura of a tyrant. He's just a pervert." Feng Zuojun curled his lips.
Xie Kanhua laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, that's not wrong. But although you have domineering aura, you still lack something."
"Hmm?" Feng Zuojun raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is it?"
"Mo Wen looks down on the world, carrying a golden sword, not giving face to anyone. He looks very domineering, yes. But behind him, he also carries a demon city. Demon city gathers demons from all over the world, but those demons are all people who are misunderstood by the world and forced to go astray. Mo Wen uses a city to accommodate them. Is it enough just for domineering? Not enough, he has more responsibility." Xie Kanhua said slowly, "If you learn responsibility from Mo Wen, then you can learn to use the sword well."
Feng Zuojun groaned for a while, then clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior!"
“Hahahahaha, I suddenly realized that my nephew has taken the word responsibility too seriously.” Xie Kanhua stood up and patted Feng Zuojun on the shoulder, “Practice your sword well, and when my white-clothed disciple returns, you two will support the new world together.”
"When Su Baiyi returns, he will no longer be your disciple..."
"What is that?"
"Your son-in-law."
"Get out!" Xie Kanhua kicked Feng Zuojun away.