Huang Xiao carried a saber at his side, which made Zhangsun Youyue rather curious. In fact, not only she but Liu Jinyi and the others were quite curious too.
Whatever the case, they felt that Huang Xiao ought to use a sword. Even if he did not carry a sword, surely he would not carry a saber. That combination was simply too strange.
"For now, my saber techniques fall short of my swordsmanship," Huang Xiao said.
That was indeed true. Although Huang Xiao did not have Dugu Sheng's unique insight into swordsmanship, he had, after all, obtained the Taixuan Sword Swordsmanship, so his swordsmanship surpassed his saber techniques.
However, Huang Xiao also knew that he would be practicing the Three Forms Demon Saber next. There was no telling how things would stand then. Even though he had yet to practice this saber art, he could vaguely sense how terrifying it would be if he truly mastered it. It was precisely for this reason that he was deeply wary of that masked old man.
"You certainly know how to joke, Young Master Huang," Zhangsun Youyue said with a smile. "I imagine this saber must be a treasured blade too, or does it hold some special meaning?"
Huang Xiao shook his head without speaking.
This saber of mine is certainly a treasured blade. There's no doubt about that. As for special meaning, it has that too. After all, I brought it over from the Great Song.
Thinking of the Great Song naturally brought Huang Xiao's family and friends to mind, along with his four wives.
He had absolutely no idea whether he could return now. If he could not, he feared he would never see them again in this lifetime.
At that thought, Huang Xiao's spirits sank a little.
Noticing the change