"You are talking about the world's number one swordsman, Sikong Ma, the villain has only heard of his name, but has never seen it." Tao Fang blinked, his face full of confusion.

Judging from his confused expression, he did not seem to be lying.

Uncle Fu said in a deep voice: "Your sword move to defeat the two guards is the desperate move of Sikong Ma Hero, not what he has passed on, so who else?"

Tao Fang scratched, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He muttered: "He only asked me to call my master, but did not tell me the name. He just said that his destiny was Sikong before his death. Unexpectedly, the master was the number one swordsman in the world!"

Judging from the surprised expression, it should be true.

"Dying? Alas~ It's a pity..."

Uncle Fu sighed, and a trace of sadness and loneliness flashed across his face.

"Young Master, the medicine bag is taken."

Just when the atmosphere was heavy, Qingzhu came back with the medicine bag.

Qin Xuan stood up and said, "The deceased is gone, and Uncle Fu doesn't have to worry about it."
Chapter completed!