"Yang Yan. Has anyone heard of this name?"
No one had heard of it.
The scholar chuckled, "I too heard it for the first time that day. He is representing the Ding Yun merchant group. The current mood in the State City anticipates that he might seize one of the top four spots from Master Zhang Mozhu."
"Who is this person?"
"A fifteen-year-old swordsman."
"Fifteen?!"
Zhang Xiaoyan, who had been listening attentively at one side, widened her eyes in surprise. He was only three years older than her. For a moment, she longed to meet this young man.
In fact, the children's chattering had long ceased. They were all enchanted by the characters being described - the unparalleled first inheritor of Sword Dao, the fan-wielding young master with a graceful demeanor and a snowy blade, a young female sect leader with a Blue Bird perched on her shoulder... They didn't have these figures in Feng Huai. These were legendary characters from stories!
