Zu An looked rather sullen as he thought, What does that have to do with me?

Wait, why does this ‘big brother Xiu’ sound familiar? Don’t tell me…

Just as the two swords were about to make contact with his body, a hoe suddenly appeared beside him. With just a casual touch, it sent both women flying. A simple-looking old farmer stood in front of the two women, snapping, “Do not make trouble!”

“Sir… Sir Seventh,” both women said in unison. When they saw who it was, they kept quiet out of fear.

Chu Chuyan’s eyes lit up. Sir Seventh? This is most likely the Libationer’s seventh disciple Wang Shuyang! In the past, dad had nothing but praise for this man, because he was someone who truly worried for the common people.

Chu Chuyan had heard the legends surrounding Sir Seventh in the past. She carried the utmost admiration toward such a noble and clean-living man. However, she hadn’t expected Sir Seventh to actually look like an old farmer. She couldn't see any trace of a capable individual’s bearing from him. Still,...