"Ha ha, ignorant child..." Second Brother Ji laughed again, a vicious gleam flashing in his eyes. "Didn't you stop to think? We've been robbing travelers here for years. Plenty of people with abilities greater than yours never dared make a move. How could a brat like you possibly understand what lies behind this?"
"Hmph, I do not know what others do! But I know that the affairs of the world concern everyone beneath heaven. We wandering heroes must naturally concern ourselves with the injustices of the world and wipe out its endless evils!" The scholar showed no fear whatsoever. With a cold snort, he spoke in righteous indignation, "I, You, know my skills are lacking, but I have read poetry and books, studied rites and etiquette, cultivated righteous qi, and grasped a three-foot Qing Feng Sword. I should charge ever onward and sweep away all the baleful qi under heaven! Though I cannot achieve what the ancient saying describes—though ten million stand against me, I shall still go—but... if bandit soldiers commit evil, I will kill them; if bandit generals commit evil, I will kill them too! If evil is not utterly eradicated, and we lower our heads whenever we encounter it, what joy is there in living? With laughter proud between heaven and earth, sweeping clean the universe—what have we to fear in death?"
"Good!" Xiao Hua abruptly rose from atop the carriage. The scholar's few words had instantly cleared away the clouds and revealed the sun for Xiao Hua. All his previous hesitation and indecision vanished, and he nearly clapped his hands in praise.
"Since you want to die, I'll let you die!! If I kill an unknown scholar like you who doesn't know the height of heaven or the depth of earth, I refuse to believe the