Chapter 25: The Difference Between Swords and Knives

He asked the question even though he knew the answer. To him, saying this now is most likely because he has determined his goal.

Mu Jin obviously wanted to appear calm and composed.

Of course, his disguise was better than before. For example, he now acted worried after hearing the news.

He was taught by him, and Chai Yu knew him very well.

Seeing that he refused to admit it, Chai Yu suddenly knocked over a teacup.

In the room with the door closed, boiling hot tea poured at Mu Jin's feet, and his clothes were wet.

Mu Jin held the teacup in his hand, looking at the tea with a strange expression on his face. His hand slowly clenched the edge of the tea bowl, and then quickly relaxed.

He asked calmly, "I wonder if my uncle has found the murderer?"

The figure flashed, and he had already grabbed Mu Jin's throat. He gently rubbed Mu Jin's Adam's apple, and with a little force, he could strangle him to death. He said, "How many times have I told you that brothers should not fight with each other? Why do you always disobey me?"

Of course Mu Jin denied it, "Ahem...Uncle, are you doubting me?"

He laughed out loud, "You have been able to control your anger now. That little fool Ah Hui is far inferior to you. As for Archer, he has always been clear about gratitude and grudges. If you dare to provoke him, he will not let you go." His laughter suddenly paused.

"Only those who can and are willing to pretend to be confused can live a good life. You have studied this for so many years and you have understood this truth." He patted Mu Jin's shoulder.

He sighed, "It's not easy to pretend to be confused. You'd better pretend carefully in front of Archer."

Mu Jin was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder, uncle. Although I am pretending to be confused now, I will not be truly confused."

"I know you've always been a smart person, otherwise you wouldn't be alive today."

Mu Jin said, "Uncle, you are too kind, but I still remember you saying that in the Governor's Office, smart people die much faster than stupid people."

He smiled and said, "No matter whether they are smart or stupid, there is a type of people who die the fastest."

"What kind of people?"

"You who have gone against this governor." He stared into his eyes and said, "Just marry Cheng Yuan honestly, and I will forgive you for this matter. And next time, I will personally send you down to see your parents."

In the garden, Chai Hui was competing with Chai Che.

In a secluded corner of the garden, Mu Jin looked at the two brothers.

Chai Hui walked on the lawn like a little child, his feet making a rustling sound. Seeing that Chai Che did not agree with him, he walked back and grabbed his sleeve.

Chai Che had no choice but to pull back his sleeves and said, "It'll take an incense stick of time, no more."

"Okay!" Chai Hui hurriedly got ready.

Chache asked him, "Do you want to use weapons, or just fight with fists and feet?"

"Of course I have to use a knife."

"Knife or sword?" Chache asked him.

Chai Hui had a knife brought to him. "When we were little, second brother, you said the knife represented the earth, avenging vengeance with pleasure, and burying life and death in the earth. You also said the sword represented the sky, and that only a gentleman could follow the right path, and that he should wear a sword to restrain himself. After you left, I thought, perhaps the knife is the most suitable weapon for me."

He smiled at Chai Che and said, "Good brother, just look at this knife first."

He didn't even turn around, but the knife was already carrying a strong wind, cutting Chai Che's left shoulder.

Chai Che did not dodge or evade, and without unsheathing his sword, he used a move called "The Wind is Strong at Night" to block Chai Hui's move. The next moment, the scabbard hit Chai Hui's shoulder.

Chai Hui's martial arts skills were obviously no match for his second brother's.

But Chai Hui would definitely not admit defeat as the outcome would be decided in one battle. He believed that he was careless. He turned around and took a wrong step. The blade in his hand suddenly reversed. He concealed his energy and the blade light pierced Chai Che's lower abdomen like a moon shadow.

Unexpectedly, Chai Che seemed to have seen through his intention long ago, and slowly imitated his few short moves. Although his moves were a little slow, the sword had already been unsheathed. When it was slashed out, Chai Che turned in the air and swung the sword to stab Chai Hui's neck.

It was the same move, but one up and one down, one in front and one behind. It was obvious that Chai Hui had the upper hand, but he felt that his whole body seemed to be covered by Chai Che, with no way to change moves and even dodging became slow.

So Chai Che's sword was placed across Chai Hui's neck.

"Okay, you've already lost." Chai Che had just finished speaking when he didn't expect that Chai Hui would suddenly rush towards Jianfeng. If Chai Che hadn't retracted quickly, Chai Hui would have been injured by now, but his neck was still broken and the sword pierced into it.

Chai Che was furious, but his words were cold, "What do you want to do? You're looking for death!"

Blood dripped from his neck, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

"Why is the same move different when you use it and when I use it?"

Chai Che said calmly, "There's nothing different. I just won and was a little faster, so you think I used it better. When I was young, my father taught us the same thing, without favoring one over the other."

He said angrily, "I just know that my father taught me the same thing, but that doesn't matter. I will always be defeated by you."

"Next time I should cut your neck." Cha Che said bluntly.

"Cut it off? Okay, I'd love to. If I can't beat you in my lifetime, what's the point of living?"

"In your eyes, if you can't win, the only option is death?" Cha Che asked him.

"Isn't it? Daddy used to tell us that before we draw our swords, we must understand that life and death are just a matter of a moment."

"Not necessarily. Martial arts, if too much murderous aura is present, will only harm yourself and others. You are not floating in a sea of ​​blood or wandering in the martial arts world."

"If you are not prepared to die, don't pick up the sword. If I dare to fight you, I will be prepared to die." Chai Hui said.

"Ahui, no matter how vicious the sword skills or how sharp the knife skills are, there are always people in this world who can break them. There are mountains beyond mountains, and one person cannot always win. If you want to fight for victory too much, you will fall into danger. Martial arts are a magic weapon for self-preservation and protecting those you care about, not a way for you to vent your emotions and oppress the weak." He said.

Chai Hui didn't believe him. He had seen Chai Che's expressionless face when he killed people. In his hands, human life was not as important as he said. He was just full of benevolence and morality. But he was not stupid enough to tell his brother what was in his heart. He was still a little afraid of Chai Che.

"There is a trick in this world that no one can break." Chai Hui said.

"What tricks are you using? Let me hear them."

"Have the mentality of killing the opponent and be prepared to die at the hands of the opponent."

Chai Che sighed, "If a person doesn't care about his own life, or the lives of others, he is no different from an animal."

"Life and death are just common things. Everyone will die. What is there to be afraid of?" He insisted on his point of view.

Cha Che was unable to convince him, so he put away his sword and was about to leave.

His younger brother was so stubborn when he was young, and no one could convince him of his own beliefs.

He thought of the maid and added, "You always have a problem with that Jiaoran. Why?"

"I just don't like her."

Chaiche reminded, "She is from Mu Jin's room."

"I know, so what? Am I afraid of him? It's because she is Mu Jin's that I have to do this."

"He doesn't like people messing with his things."

Chai Hui frowned, "I said, I'm not afraid of him."

Chaiche changed his sword and said casually, "I still remember when you were little, your elder brother asked you what kind of wife you would marry in the future. You said it was meaningless. I asked you, 'Don't you want to like any woman in the future?' You replied that if you liked a woman, you would run up to her and punch her in the stomach so that she would remember you."