As the saying went, you needed a gym to work out, and you needed a sword to practice swordsmanship.
To complete the swordsmanship training in the Hero Plan, Chen Feng asked Sika where he could get a sword.
Sika thought for a moment. "I think the village chief has one."
The old man added, "And there's the blacksmith south of the village."
"The blacksmith's been dead for ten years!"
Chen Feng and the others were about to leave, but as soon as they pushed the door open, they saw a girl in coarse linen standing outside, her eyes red.
The old man still didn't recognize her. "Who's this?"
"Grandpa, did you forget? This is Xiaomei." Sika pointed at the wooden necklace around the girl's neck. "You gave her that necklace yourself."
"Oh, oh. Then who are you? How dare you flirt with my grandson's girlfriend?"
"I'm your grandson! Don't hit me! Don't hit me!"
Although the old man didn't recognize his grandson, one jab of his walking stick had Sika cowering like a chastised child.
Afterward.
A bruised and swollen Sika asked Xiaomei why she had come looking for him.
"My dad's going to sell me!"
Just like last time, Xiaomei ran off crying after saying that. But since this happened six hours earlier, those people hadn't forced her to sign the contract selling herself yet.
Wasn't this a good deed just waiting to happen?
Chen Feng was about to step in, but Sika stopped him, saying they might get the worst of it if they went empty-handed. They should borrow some weapons from the village chief first.
They reached the village chief's house at the entrance to the village.
After hearing the whole story, the old village chief was so angry his beard practically flew up. "Ah, I know