บท 312: The Next Day (1)

Thousands of kilometers away, in the Cloud Dream Swamp…

It was early in the morning, and the weather was gray. More than ten small fishing boats were bobbing up and down in the water with the wind.

There were few people in the old town. There were only a few fishermen sitting on thresholds, smoking tobacco pipes and watching Jianghu people pass by on the old street.

Clack, clack…

The crisp sound of horse hooves became the only sound on the old street.

Qiu Tianhe held the reins and looked at the small town he had visited when he was young. He felt as if a lifetime had passed.

More than 30 years ago, Qiu Tianhe was about 20 years old, about the same age as Ye Jingtang. He had just come out of seclusion, possessing a good saber technique and full of ambition. He had come to the Cloud Dream Swamp, known as the holy land of saber users in the world.