reluctantly

It has been three years since Hu Mingzhi knew Xiao Yuan.

Three years ago, he was just a young hero who just came out of the arena. Now, he may already be a well-known knight. Those who know him will respectfully call him "Poyun" Hu Xiashi.

He once thought that he would never meet this disgusting swordsmith after the incident in the carriage. Even if his swordsmithing skills were among the best in the entire arena, the sword in his hand was enough.

He will not be interrupted during a certain challenge as he wished.

However, what Xiao Yuan said was true, his sword was broken by an unknown pawn in this Qingcheng faction competition.

He won, and he also lost. What he won was not the sword technique, but the palm technique that his grandfather taught him to use at the last moment.

The knight in black was slapped flying, but so what?

His sword was broken and he couldn't get it back.

"Young man Hu?"

"Hu Mou retired first."

With a smile, he took the Broken Sword and fled the stage in embarrassment. The world was so big that he couldn't find a place to return to.

It was also on that day that he saw Xiao Yuan again, still in a mess, lying in the artificial cave in the garden, and had a good night's sleep.

"You came."

Xiao Yuan swept over the plate he had finished eating, and the cut bangs revealed those sharp eyes like swords, not as dead and quiet as Jiang Buhuo saw some time ago, as if he was indifferent to the world and became a person. Like a great saint without desire!

Hu Mingzhi sat down, he replied "I'm here", and then showed a pale and tired smile.

He really doesn't seem like a friend who makes friends with people like Xiao Yuan, although they are not friends at all.

He was wearing a dark green and silver cloak with a gray robe inside, which made him look tall and straight, and his figure was quite chic.

Xiao Yuan didn't say anything more, what he said just now was just a sentence he choked out to break the damn deadlock.

He had nothing to say to Hu Mingzhi, but Hu Mingzhi did.

Hu Mingzhi said: "It has been a month since I disappeared, and Master Xiao actually retreated to this shooting place, which really surprised Hu."

"Mr. Hu thought so much about Master Xiao that he didn't even eat a few bites of food. He hurried over when he found out where you were."

"Hu said that if Master Xiao had any misfortune, it would all be piled on Hu's head, so what's the problem?"

What he said didn't look like someone who admired Xiao Yuan, only those who saw his eyes knew how hot they were.

Xiao Yuan raised his head and glanced at him silently.

Jiang Buhuo was fiddling with the abacus, but his ears were leaning towards that side. Xiaoer Tianqing had experienced the master's bad temper earlier, and avoided everything except necessary. At this time, he was talking to the new arrival in the kitchen. The chef understood what he said.

He heard it clearly, and sure enough, the gossip was worth it.

After a calculation, it was another child who fiddled upwards.

"Hu got tired of running three horses on the road, one lean, one with good legs, and one a little excited. The first one died, so I stopped a passer-by by the side of the road and robbed him. When the second one died, there happened to be a place for buying and selling horses not far away, so Hu asked the owner to bring the fastest and best horses. Yes, I ran for a day and a night, but I still didn’t die, and now I’m tied to the stable and eating grass, and I’m eating pretty well.”

"..."

Xiao Yuan was drinking tea, Hu Mingzhi lowered his head and smiled slightly, one of his hands was beating on the table, meaningless, but it seemed to reflect his uneasy mood.

"Mr. Hu thought, is it too expensive to buy three horses and chase one person?"

"You shouldn't be here, and it's not worth doing this."

Xiao Yuan finally answered, his eyes swept across the dusty Hu Mingzhi, like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

He smiled, wryly.

"You said, I shouldn't, it's not worth doing this."

"In this world, the last thing I should do is to manage the life and death of people like you."

He raised his head slowly, the color of his eyes remained unchanged.

Xiao Yuan put down the teacup and ended the conversation—"But you are here."

"Yes, here I am."

Just a sigh.