"What happened?" Uncle Wang ignored his deeply embarrassed daughter and stepped forward to ask.
Liu Zhi felt rather annoyed. He had not expected this old man to actually leave them standing there unattended. But just as he was growing irritated, Eunuch Jin gave him a meaningful look, allowing him to endure it without flying into a rage on the spot.
Cheng Duanjin then recounted how he had encountered Fan Zhongkun.
Uncle Wang listened throughout Cheng Duanjin's account, his expression calm and entirely unchanged.
Only after Cheng Duanjin finished did he say unhurriedly, "You mean another young fellow saved you?"
"He's the successor of the Transcendent Immortal Sword Lord. Well, Uncle Wang, you aren't part of the Jianghu, so you wouldn't know about these things. Anyway, he's the successor of a great master, but he's now fallen into the hands of that master's enemy. If only I weren't so weak, I would repay this kindness no matter what," Cheng Duanjin said through gritted teeth.
Although Huang Xiao and the others had not deliberately set out to save him this time, he had indeed survived because Huang Xiao and Eunuch Jin had joined forces to hold Fan Zhongkun back.
In that respect, Huang Xiao had indeed done him a kindness.
"Oh, so you already think you're a man of the Jianghu on your very first trip out?" Xiaolin remarked sarcastically.
"Whatever you say, I have spent some time roaming the Jianghu," Cheng Duanjin said.
"You stole my saber, and now you've broken it just like that?" Ignoring the two of them, Uncle Wang glanced at the broken saber in Liu Zhi's hands and spoke mildly.
Deeply embarrassed, Cheng Duanjin said, "Uncle Wang, didn't I bring the broken saber back? Once we get home, you should be able to forge another one if