Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, falling on Tie Shu's hair and clothes. Though they did not actually touch, they were cut into countless pieces with an extremely soft whooshing sound, blooming into countless flowers.
This man seemed to be made of metal, even colder than the snowstorm. His clothes concealed countless edges, even more terrifying than sabers and spears.
Wang Po walked up to the table, glanced at him, then sat down and calmly placed his blade on the table.
His movements were very steady, very light, making no sound, just like the noiseless fall of snow.
Snowflakes also fell on his hair and clothes, either rolling down or lightly sticking to them. Then, they fell on the blade, and like falling yellow leaves, they gradually covered the sheath, not revealing the slightest edge.
At this sight, Tie Shu's indifferent expression gradually began to change. It was not wariness, not solemnity, but sorrow.
In Tanzhe Temple, when he had closed his eyes amidst the yellow leaves, he had also seen a similar sight.
He looked at the current Wang Po, but in his eyes was the figure of that plain-clothed youth who had walked out of Wenshui City.
"Today, I might talk a little more."
He said to Wang Po.
Wang Po looked at the courtyard on the other side of the snowstorm, his meaning clear.
Tie Shu indifferently said, "Chen Changsheng cannot succeed, so I have a very long time."
Wang Po had a different view, but it was precisely because of this that he naturally did not mind sitting a little longer.
"Senior, please speak."
"When you left Wenshui City, many people went to see you …"
Hearing this, Wang Po's drooping eyebrows slightly raised, and then fell back down.
As the last male descendant of the Wang clan of Tianliang County, if he died, the Wang clan would truly be destroyed.
Emperor Taizong's joke from back then would come true.
Thus, he had been in hiding ever since he was a child, arduously growing up with the help of the Liang Household and a few warm-hearted seniors.
The Zhu clan was simply too powerful, and after he gained the reputation of being a cultivation genius, he faced an even more dangerous situation. It was also at this time that the Tang Old Master sent someone to receive him into Wenshui City.
He worked as an accountant in Wenshui for several years, protected by the Tang clan.
Several years later, he decided to leave Wenshui, and the Tang Old Master agreed to his decision.
This news quickly spread throughout the entire continent.
The fact that Wang Po dared to leave Wenshui and escape the protection of the Tang clan meant that, after several years as an accountant, he had already matured to the point where he had sufficient confidence. As long as Zhu Luo was restrained by his oath to the starry sky and could not personally act, or if the Imperial Court did not mobilize an army or a large force, it would be very difficult to kill him.
Everyone knew that Wang Po was very strong now, but just how strong was he?
On the day he left Wenshui City, many people went to the official road outside the city, including a few important figures.
Everyone was well aware that the Zhu clan, the Emotion-Severing Sect, and the Imperial Court would all move against Wang Po. On that day, there would certainly be a great commotion outside Wenshui City.
"I'm going too," Tie Shu said, looking into his eyes.
This was the first time Wang Po had heard of this matter. "I didn't expect it," he said.
Logically speaking, he was just a young cultivating genius with some potential. No matter what, he should have found it very difficult to alarm an expert of the Divine Domain like Tie Shu.
"Because when Su Li saw you in Wenshui City, he gave you an evaluation. Others may not know, but we naturally do."
Tie Shu said, "He said that your saber will definitely be stronger than your predecessors in the future."
Wang Po said nothing at these words.
Even he could only remain silent in the face of this sort of praise.
To a person like Su Li, there was only one predecessor who used the saber that was worthy of him specifically mentioning, and that was naturally Zhou Dufu.
"So I thought that you would definitely die that day."
Tie Shu continued to speak.
This was a reasoning that sounded unreasonable, but it was actually a matter of course.
Even Su Li had praised him in such a manner, so how could the important figures of the Imperial Court and Tianliang County allow him to continue growing?
Wang Po recalled the scene when he walked out of Wenshui City, and his two brows gradually rose.
It was not complacency or pride, nor was it nostalgia for glory. It was just that after so many years, he still could not forget that overwhelming killing intent.
"I watched you walk out of Wenshui City alone with a saber, just like today."
Tie Shu continued, "Many people died, but you still lived. At that time, we knew that the Zhu clan and the Imperial Court had encountered a very big problem. Now that I think about it, Zhu Luo himself was even more aware of it, which is why that night rain in Xunyang City occurred, and why those last words were spoken in front of the Mausoleum of Books."
Wang Po calmly replied, "I do not regard my regard for him as some sort of glory."
Tie Shu continued, "But in the end, he was Zhu Luo. Before his death, he had only one request, and we had to help him fulfill it."
Wang Po's gaze slightly lowered, resting on the metal saber covered in light snow.
"Of course, as I watched you walk this path, I also sighed. I did not want to kill you."
Tie Shu continued, "But you should not have entered the capital. This was seeking your own death."
Wang Po once more thought of the past and also sighed. Then he dusted off his sleeves, letting the snow drift down.
Tidying his sleeves was naturally to hold his saber.
Tie Shu indifferently asked, "Must you die today?"
Wang Po did not answer this question. He said, "In truth, I'm very curious. Just who in this world can make you suddenly change your mind?"
Silence. The snow still fell without sound.
Tie Shu's sighs of the past were all true.
But what he said was false.
From Tanzhe Temple to today, his desire to kill Wang Po had never changed.
Wang Po was keenly aware of this point.
But Tie Shu's meaning just now had been crystal clear. As long as Wang Po was willing to leave the capital, he would not act.
Who was it that made him change his mind, from killing to expelling?
Wang Po would not leave, but he truly wanted to know the answer.
To be able to influence the mind of an expert of the Divine Domain was not something an ordinary powerful figure could do.
Across the entire continent, there were probably no more than five people capable of such a feat.
With a creak, the door to a tea house on the side of the street was pushed open.
A very handsome man walked out. Smiling at Wang Po, he said, "Long time no see."
Seeing this person, Wang Po's raised brows slowly lowered. "So it was … Second Master."
This handsome man used to be the most famous hedonistic son of Wenshui City, but later on, he gradually became nameless.
Only the people of the Wenshui Tangs knew just how frightening this person was.
The Tang Second Master.
Wang Po had lived in the Wenshui Tangs, so did he know this?
It was the Wenshui Tangs.
Only the Wenshui Tangs could make an important figure like Tie Shu, even under the pressure of the Imperial Court and Shang Xingzhou, change his mind.
The Tang Second Master smiled at Wang Po. "You know it's me, but do you still persist?"
This man truly was very handsome, but perhaps because of the wind and snow, he gave off a gloomy and cold feeling.
Wang Po said nothing.
The Tang Second Master continued to smile as he asked, "Kindness as weighty as a mountain. Are these four words?"
Wang Po was quiet for a while, then replied, "Correct."
The Tang Second Master opened his mouth and smiled, seeming incomparably happy, but no laughter came out.
In the wind and snow, it made one's heart palpitate.
Then, his smile gradually faded and he expressionlessly said to Wang Po, "Today, you are not allowed to use your blade."
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