However, those prominent figures in the Jianghu probably wouldn't pay any attention to him, right? After all, they are the most esteemed heroes in the Jianghu. Jin Yuansi's thoughts were stirring, yet he still very much wanted to have a look. Especially having seen the great hero he admired endlessly in his childhood, he almost couldn't resist going forward to say hello. At that moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and the young man instinctively turned his head to see his master. His expression changed involuntarily, murmuring: The man looked somewhat authoritative, glanced in the opposite direction, and frowned, saying: "What do you want to do?" Jin Yuansi lowered his head, not daring to defy his master's command, and said softly: "Disciple wishes to go... go see those few great heroes." The man furrowed his brows, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Who are you, and who are they? How dare you disturb those esteemed persons? If they feel displeased and retaliate against our sect, what would happen then?" Seeing his disciple's somewhat flustered appearance, his tone softened slightly, saying: "I'm not blaming you intentionally, but the matters of the Jianghu are numerous and not as simple as you think. Many things you do not know yet; you will understand them only when you can walk in the Jianghu." "I am doing this for your own good." Follow current novels on novel⚑fire.net The young man nodded, then waved his hand vigorously, with bright eyes full of hope, saying: "Disciple shall certainly not disappoint Master's expectations, learn martial arts, and upon descending the mountain, punish the strong, eradicate evil, and uphold justice!" The man smiled, saying: Deep within his eyes, there was a numbness. At this moment, from the central command tent came the sound of battle drums, and Jin Yuansi glanced enviously at the tall, luxurious command tent, then retreated to the side with his master and many other Jianghu people from ordinary sects. The remaining experts and heroes from major factions proceed towards the command tent. One of the great heroes had a beauty in his arms. Jin Yuansi noticed that the female hero in vigorous attire appeared somewhat afraid and unwilling. Instinctively frowning, the young man's disposition led him to want to speak up, but his master immediately pressed down on his head, directly forcing his head downward. Yet that hero was a renowned expert, his own cultivation nearly approaching the Sixth Rank. He faintly sensed the flowing Qi mechanism, stopped, and looked at the master and disciple pair, suddenly saying: "Which sect are you two from?" Jin Yuansi's master took a step forward, respectfully saying: "I am Gao Wenxuan, a disciple of the Sandy Sea Alliance, this is my unworthy disciple, his first time descending the mountain; witnessing the hero's glory, thus becoming entranced." "I beseech the hero not to blame us." The swordsman laughed heartily, saying: Anger welled in Jin Yuansi's heart. His gaze saw a hint of struggle from the woman, and right then, a shadow from a blade, sheath and all, slammed down, heavily knocking Gao Wenxuan to the ground. Jin Yuansi's heart contracted fiercely, but Gao Wenxuan barred him, remaining respectfully silent. "Control your disciple's eyes!" The swordsman snorted coldly, taking the woman inside. Jin Yuansi faintly heard threatening words, saying: "If you don't comply, your family will..." His fists instinctively clenched, his youthful blood courage surged, ready to rise, but his master held him firmly, turning his head, he saw a bruise on his usually authoritative master's face, his disheveled appearance, yet his determined shake of head towards him. Jin Yuansi felt all his strength being drained, little by little from his body; carrying hopes of practicing martial arts for years, his first descent from the mountain, still filled with youthful courage and defiance, met the cold reality head-on. He seemed to understand a little what the Jianghu truly was. In the tent, King Balman sat aloft, his expression proud, and at his left side stood the Parthian strategist who advised him, while below on both sides were large and small military generals, experts from various sects, and sect leaders. Even the young disciples originating from great sects, like martial artists from ordinary sects, had no qualification to enter. Among them, the Great Elder of Myriad Beast Valley sat in the foremost position, and as for the young, charming woman in purple clothing, she was now in the king's embrace, allowing his large hand to roam over her body. King Balman glanced at the crowd, noticing those who issued orders had all arrived, felt quite satisfied, and took the initiative to say: "All of you heroes have come from afar to aid this king, for which this king is truly grateful." "With this wine, I thank you all." Everyone stood, saluted, and drank together. King Balman continued: "The movements of those chaotic traitors have already been discovered by my Iron Cavalry; next, it will depend on your skills. Today the entire army is here, along with your expert assistance, surely we will capture that traitor and behead them for all to see!" "Great King's might, we will aid with all our strength, it seems to be the right course!" The strategist turned, saluted, and smiled, saying: "Where the king's command flag points, heroes fear not death. Surely, wherever the army goes, the traitorous minister and rebels are already in a panic all day, filled with regret and fear, right? Subordinate merely implores the king, not to harbor a heart of leniency and kindness. This person cannot be spared, must be beheaded and the news spread throughout the land." Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but secretly curse; indeed, reading books has its benefits, even flattering can be done so calmly and naturally. Immediately unwilling to fall behind, each expressed loyalty, and the woman in purple nestled against King Balman's chest, softly saying: