Hiss...
Even though the four Li brothers had diligently practiced swordsmanship for twenty years, their minds long since tempered to be as cold and resilient as a fine sword, they couldn't help but tremble. Looking at Wang Xiu's sincere, tear-filled face, they were struck by a fervent sense of recognition and pride. A deep feeling of kinship toward the young man before them blossomed in their hearts.
I can't believe it. To think Junior Brother Wang Xiu holds such an ardent admiration for our Sword Sect. It's truly moving.
This was especially true for Li Zuoyue. He had two great passions in life: practicing the sword and drinking wine. Therefore, Wang Xiu's poem, *The Drunken Sword Immortal*, spoke directly to his soul, making his blood boil with excitement.
