"Because you're so handsome in practicing swordsmanship."

"Because I like the feeling of holding a sword, I feel very safe."

"Because I want to rob the rich and help the poor!"

"Because girls all like swordsmen!"

"Because swordsmen are popular, they can drink without spending money!"

"I don't know why, it seems that the sword in my hand represents dignity and freedom, and I cannot let it go."

“…”

Over the past three years, he has heard countless answers, some noble, some simple, and some more tacky.

A Zheng always uses sword as the starting point to understand and feel all this.

Maybe he hasn't got the answer he wants yet.

But he had seen everything inside the sword.

This is what the swordsman taught him, without many complex swordsmanship, superb skills, or exquisite mystery.

Just let him go out and see these sentient beings.
Chapter completed!