"I understand now."
On the nameless mountain, the youth who was striked by lightning till he was smoking sat up.
"Not only does he want us to cut meat, he wants us to cut meat according to his method."
"So he was going to demonstrate it to us first? Why do you think he did that?" The Eighth Prince sat up.
"At that time, saber intent was everywhere. Does this means he wants to teach us a saber technique?" The youth tried suggesting.
"Why does he want to teach us saber techniques though?" The Eighth Prince asked.
"Perhaps it's because you keep asking me to hit Hong Ya's head with the halberd every day which has infuriated the Fist God. Now, he wants us to abandon the halberd and learn the Dao of the saber." The youth stood up and continued.
"I have to go to the backyard and find a saber my grandfather treasured."
"I don't need to look for it." The Eighth Prince's voice sounded.
Clang!
