"Oh, nothing much!"
As Jiang Xiaobai spoke, he pointed at the swords suspended in the valley. "I just wanted you to guess how many swords are hanging in Wind Sword Valley!"
"There should be over a thousand!"
Jiang Linquan swept a glance over Wind Sword Valley and replied.
"Impressive!"
Jiang Xiaobai looked utterly amazed. "Then guess again-when were all these swords... hung up?"
"Judging by how sharp they are, probably within the last two years!"
Jiang Linquan continued answering.
Indeed, although the swords in the valley had weathered the wind and sun, their edges still gleamed coldly.
So they could not have been there for more than three years.
"Yes, that's what I thought too!"
Jiang Xiaobai nodded appreciatively, then continued asking questions here and there.
For instance, why was this place called Wind Sword Valley, and why did the swords sway so quickly?
He even asked whether the swords here would rust when it rained.
And Jiang Linquan obligingly answered.
The Elder Princess stood beside them, a little wary at first.
But faced with Jiang Xiaobai's rambling questions, her wariness faded, while her confusion only deepened.
Seriously, what was all this nonsense?
Had Jiang Xiaobai called Jiang Linquan over just to ask these questions?
Eventually, after Jiang Xiaobai and Jiang Linquan had discussed a dozen or so questions, he finally stopped.
"Impressive. Truly impressive!"
As Jiang Xiaobai spoke, he gave Jiang Linquan a thumbs-up. "Since you're so good at guessing, then... I have a few personal questions I'd like you to guess the answers to as well!"
"Oh, please go ahead, Heir Jiang!"
Jiang Linquan nodded slightly.
"Well, here's the thing..."
Jiang Xiaobai looked at Jiang Linquan. "I have an eldest brother and a second brother!"
"I heard they fell at Snow Cliff. Guess... are the two of them