Looking at the unassuming middle-aged man before him, Qin Wudao was filled with questions.
Is this the Swordmaster?
In his impression, shouldn't the Swordmaster always have a sword in hand?
Why is he holding a hoe?
"Greetings, Swordmaster!"
But soon, Qin Wudao came to his senses, pulled the equally dazed Xiaoqi, and respectfully greeted him.
"Rise!"
The Swordmaster placed the hoe on the ground and said with a smile.
The two stood up.
The Swordmaster looked at Xiaoqi and said with a smile, "Give my regards to your master, and when I have time, I'll visit him for a spar!"
"Okay!"
Xiaoqi replied crisply.
Her gaze toward the Swordmaster was full of admiration and reverence.
Afterward, the Swordmaster shifted his gaze to Qin Wudao, showing a hint of surprise and said in praise, "Young friend, you are truly extraordinary! In certain areas, you've already surpassed the master!"
