Mo Dahai, Su Qianji, Xiao Wangchuan, and the others listened to the conversation between Bai Wujiu and Lu Feng. Upon learning that this bedraggled, even somewhat comical-looking figure before them was actually ranked thirty-sixth on the Heaven List, each of them swallowed hard, their expressions visibly gaining a few degrees of restraint.
Lu Feng sized Bai Wujiu up and down, his gaze eventually settling on his white hair and dark silver longsword.
He was only around thirty, yet his hair was completely white. He was also a swordsman, and he had spoken of the sword heart trembling—a term of the Sword Dao that could only be uttered by one who had attained Sword Heart Clarity, the realm of unity between man and sword.
Taken together, all the signs left the identity of the white-haired man before him beyond doubt.
Lu Feng had already formed a suspicion and asked tentatively, "Rank eighty-five on the Heaven List, the Gluttonous Swordsman Bai Wujiu?"
Mo Dahai froze, then grinned foolishly. "Old White, looks like your reputation isn't small either. Even someone like him has heard of you. Once we're back at the manor, you'll have plenty to brag about."
Lu Feng smiled modestly and continued to Bai Wujiu with interest, "I heard your sword is drawn only for food. Is that true?"
When Lu Feng had first seen Bai Wujiu's introduction on the Heaven List, he had been stunned for quite a while, wondering how such a strange person could exist in the world. But when he later saw that Bai Wujiu came from Free Will Mountain Manor, he no longer found it strange.
A swordsman who drew his sword solely for food was fascinating to Lu Feng even without having met him. Such a person could hardly be terribly bad, so Lu Feng