What were wandering heroes?
"Wandering heroes" sounded imposing. In many people's eyes, they were swordsmen who roamed everywhere, upheld justice, eliminated the strong and aided the weak! Many tales of chivalry passed down among common folk were connected to wandering heroes. In people's hearts, wandering heroes had practically become synonymous with justice!
But in truth, in the eyes of Confucian cultivators—especially those Great Confucian Families—wandering heroes... were synonymous with wastrels. They were those who had failed to cultivate Confucian cultivator techniques and failed to practice sword qi, leaving them able to rely only on trifling swordsmanship as they wandered about, idled their days away, and loafed around. In the eyes of great Confucians, every last one of them was impoverished, down and out, abandoned, and incapable of accomplishing anything. In short, they were a group of Confucian cultivators whom neither grandmother cherished nor uncle loved. They were called a branch of Confucian cultivation, but in truth, they were nothing more than wild fox Zen in the eyes of Confucian cultivators. What was more, these wandering heroes disregarded rites and morality, knew neither shame nor honor, and prowled about like dogs in heat, teasing respectable young women, ruining their chastity, then clapping their hands and wandering the ends of the earth once more. Yet they even gave it a fine name: if two hearts were in accord, why need they stay together morning and night?
"Wandering heroes... are the scum of us Confucian cultivators!" Hearing Seventh Uncle's somewhat teeth-gritting roar, Xiao Hua had nearly thought that some woman of Seventh Uncle's household had been involved with a wandering hero. But after hearing what Seventh Uncle said next, he finally understood. It was not a personal grudge between Seventh Uncle and wandering heroes, but the shared condemnation of all rule-abiding Great Confucian