Old Man Mu leaped down from the wall and darted over to Wild Horse. He slapped him on the leg, startling the Moonlight Hall and Deyi Tower members present.
Wild Horse sprang up like a startled cat, back arched, but when he landed, he didn't draw his sword.
He couldn't bring himself to draw it. The Dragon King had just demonstrated a new level of Extinguishing Life Swordplay, and Wild Horse's confidence had plummeted to rock bottom.
Old Man Mu drew the long sword he carried with him and looked at it disdainfully. Suddenly, he flung it to the ground and cried, "I'm nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well. What right do I have to carry a sword? Anyone here is better at swordplay than I am."
Shangguan Fei vaguely guessed what Old Man Mu was getting at. He edged in with a very quiet remark from beside the wall. "I'm not good at it... I don't know how to use a sword at all."
"Neither do I," Han Fen added, sounding rather proud of it.
Old Man Mu was a talkative man himself, so he hated being interrupted most of all. He shot Shangguan Fei a stern look. "That's because you're stupid."
Old Man Mu had more to say, so he let Shangguan Fei off the hook. Standing between the Dragon King and Wild Horse, he spoke with theatrical emphasis. "I have a suggestion. Since everyone here has learned the same martial art, why not call a temporary truce and discuss the mysteries of swordplay together? Heh, I don't know swordplay, but I know a lot and I've seen a lot. Since we came underground, I've spotted at least five different styles. People with the same style are fighting among themselves, each in the dark