The King Knows His Way Chapter 57

The Central Plains martial arts world a few decades ago was far from being as harmonious as it is today. It would have been fine if the Demon Sect had come out to provoke from time to time, but the various sects were not at peace with each other, and gangs would quarrel and fight almost every few days. Although ordinary people would rather describe this as bloody and violent, it would give them more things to talk about when chatting, but in fact it was more of a mess, and the quarrels were at most just a verbal dispute, no different from the ruffians in the village.

As for quarrels and group fights, the more people there are, the better. So every time the day of the sects' appointment is approaching, the ruffians on the street become the hot commodities of each sect - they can be hired for a day with a few coins and two meals. Not only can they quarrel loudly, but they can also greet other people's ancestors without any pressure. It can be said to be cheap and cost-effective. And these little hooligans are also very happy to participate in such activities. It is natural to watch the excitement, and it is effortless and exciting. When they come back, they can brag to their neighbors and look at the envious eyes around them. They will laugh even in their dreams. However, although this job is good, it is also dangerous. Once when the Xiaoshan Gang and the Jinqian Sect had an appointment to fight, because the people hired by both sides were quite fierce, the situation got out of control and they actually drew their swords and started fighting. Those little hooligans had never seen such a scene before. After seeing the blood, they turned around and ran away. One of them ran a little slower and was stabbed twice in the back.

The injured person was a young man with disheveled hair and a dirty face. Perhaps because he was strong, he bled all over the ground but did not die. When he woke up, he was lying in a thatched hut with a woman sitting next to him, boiling medicine.

"Is that woman the White-headed Phoenix?" Riley was fascinated by what she heard.

Jing Liutian nodded: "No one knows what Bai Tou Feng's real name is. We only know that she likes to cover her hair with a white scarf and holds the White Phoenix Sword in her hand, so she got this name. She learned from the gray-robed old nun who was one of the best martial arts practitioners in the world at that time, so her kung fu is naturally not bad. She shouldn't have been associated with these small sects that were arguing for fights. She just happened to pass by and was kind-hearted, so she saved the young man."