"Are you going to practice your sword movements? Follow me. I know a place," Hong Feiyu said.
"Really? Thanks!" Of course Jiang Chen wouldn't refuse him.
Then Jiang Chen followed Hong Feiyu to a quiet bamboo forest. They followed a trail over to a pavilion.
Around the pavilion was a space paved with pebbles.
Hardly had they come close to it when they heard the brandishing of sword.
Jiang Chen and Hong Feiyu looked at each other and walked closer with curiosity.
Soon a woman's slim figure became visible to them. She was wearing a white sweatsuit. Her long hair was fluttering while she moved, agile as a cat.
When she turned her face so they could see it, Jiang Chen saw she was a beauty. Her eyes were like two lakes, deep and full.
However, what really attracted Jiang Chen was this woman's swordsmanship. She had mastered the sword point.
Hong Feiyu stopped. He said in a low voice, not sure whether they should go up to her or not, "That's Sister Wen Xin."