Heroes Shed No Tears: Prologue

A high mountain, a low rock, a new spring, an ancient pine, a prosperous furnace, a pot of green tea, an old man, and a young man.

"What is the most terrifying weapon in the world?" The young man asked the old man: "Is it a well-known little Li Feidao?"

"It may have been before, but now it is not."

"Why?"

"Because this weapon has become Lun Sang since Xiao Li Tanhuaxian left." The old man sighed sadly: "From now on, there will be no such people like Xiao Li Tanhua; Li Feidao is a weapon."

The young man looks up at the high mountains, and the white clouds are lingering on the top of the mountain.

"What is the scariest weapon in the world right now?" The young man asked the old man again: "Is it Mr. Lan Da's Blue Mountain Ancient Sword?"

"No."

"Is it the big iron spine of the Nanhai Shenli King?"

"No."

"Is it the silver gun of Master Feng of the Guandong Sunset Racecourse?"

"No."

"Did Qingqi punish the eight bandits on the ancient road in Handan three years ago, the flying star guiding the moon knife?"

"No."

"I remember." The boy said with great confidence: "It is Yang Zheng's parting hook: It must be Yang Zheng's parting hook."

"No," the old man said, "Although these weapons you mentioned are terrifying, they are not the most terrifying."

"What is the scariest one?"

"It's a box."

"A mouthful of a box?" The boy was surprised: "The most terrifying weapon today is a mouthful of a box?"

"Yes."