Night fell. At the edge of the East Sea, inside a simple wooden house.
Mu Nianci looked at her Adoptive Father and asked:
"Adoptive Father, who exactly was that person from earlier today? His spearplay was incredible.
It looked a lot like the Yang Family Spearplay you taught me, except it seemed even more powerful!"
Hearing this, Yang Tiexin shook his head, a trace of confusion in his eyes as he said:
"I don't know either.
But he should be a member of the Yang family, just not from our branch.
Our branch descended from Yang Zaixing, the famed general who resisted Jin.
Though we were all descendants of the Yang Family Generals, the other branches did not rejoin the Imperial Court afterward.
Instead, they blended into the common people and became ordinary folk, unwilling to fight for the Great Song Imperial Court any longer.
Only my ancestor Yang Zaixing was willing to give it another try.
Unfortunately, he still failed in the end. Even Marshal Yue was eventually killed by Qin Hui and the emperor.
That was why our branch was unwilling to enter the Imperial Court again.
But now, it seemed this man was likely from one of the branches scattered across the land.
He must have happened to see my Yang Family Spearplay and came over to offer some instruction.
I just never expected them to have preserved the Legacy of the original Yang Family Spearplay.
Then again, they never participated in resisting Jin back then!"
Mu Nianci asked with a baffled expression:
"Adoptive Father, is our Yang Family Spearplay incomplete?"
Yang Tiexin nodded. "It is indeed incomplete. Back then, Ancestor Yang Zaixing died too early and too suddenly.
His descendants did not learn much of the Yang Family Spearplay. Though some spear techniques remained, so many