Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 326 - 0327: They Are Called Heroes

Chapter 326: Chapter 0327: They Are Called Heroes

Drops of water fell onto the table, scattered into splashes. Then, two powerful energies blocked the water splashes, and neither Chu Feng nor Sword Obsession got wet.

Chu Feng looked at Fang Ting, who had returned, and was slightly surprised, he said, "Why did you come back?"

Fang Ting walked back to Chu Feng’s side as if she had seen nothing, saying, "I’ve decided to continue being your translator."

Chu Feng swallowed and shook his head, knowing that his little scheme had been seen through by Fang Ting.

"Women are all born so smart, and it makes men feel inferior," Chu Feng shook his head and said.

Fang Ting looked at Chu Feng and said, "Do you need me to translate that sentence?"

Chu Feng was taken aback, then said, "No need. I’ll keep that sentence to myself."

"Chu Sang is an opponent worth taking seriously." Sword Obsession insisted on making another cup of tea and handed it to Chu Feng, saying.

Chu Feng took the teacup; this time, there was no testing, only the fragrance of the tea leaves.

Chu Feng took a sip of the tea and said, "The Kung Fu Tea is good. You too are an opponent worth taking seriously."

Sword Obsession said, "It’s really not easy for Huaxia to have young people like Chu Sang."

Chu Feng laughed and said, "Don’t praise me like that; in Huaxia, I am considered second-rate."

Sword Obsession said, "Chu Sang is too modest. Although Huaxia is vast and has various talented people, I believe, at Chu Sang’s age, there definitely aren’t many with his capability."

"He isn’t wrong, he is indeed considered second-rate in Huaxia, but if we talk about being despicable, he is definitely number one," Fang Ting suddenly interjected, saying her longest statement of the day.

But this remark was such a cutting interjection that Chu Feng felt a pang in his heart.

"This lady jests, I didn’t see Chu Sang carry a sword, nor did I sense his Sword Intent," Sword Obsession said.

Chu Feng looked at Sword Obsession, wishing he could throttle him.

"How can you be so literal? Aren’t you well-versed in Huaxia culture?"

Fang Ting rarely smiled, then said, "His despicableness isn’t carried; it’s intrinsic."

"Ahem, well, let’s conclude today’s tea house swordplay discussion here and talk about something else," Chu Feng instantly intervened, not wanting his heart to be so shattered it couldn’t be pieced back together, cutting off this discussion about ’sword’ and ’despicable.’

"Chu Sang, I know you must be wondering about my intent in inviting you for tea," Sword Obsession was the first to speak again.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Yes. At first, I thought you would poison me, but you didn’t. Later, I thought you would strike first, but you also didn’t."

Sword Obsession poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Chu Sang may not know, but in the Eastern, death is a sacred thing."

Fang Ting was taken aback by Sword Obsession’s words, her emotions changed, and her body involuntarily stiffened a bit.

Chu Feng grabbed Fang Ting’s hand and gently patted the back of her hand, signaling her not to be nervous.

Fang Ting’s hand was soft and also very cold, giving one the irresistible impulse to hold it and warm her up.

Chu Feng was also touching Fang Ting’s hand for the first time.

Fang Ting, whose hand was suddenly grasped, blushed slightly, but that tense emotion was indeed diluted instantly.

Fang Ting glanced at Chu Feng and noticed that there was no lewd expression on his face, so she temporarily decided to let Chu Feng off the hook.

However, Chu Feng seemed to forget that he was still holding Fang Ting’s hand. Holding her hand, he looked at Sword Obsession opposite him and said, "Death does not have a good meaning in Huaxia. Since you think it is a sacred matter, shall I use tea instead of wine to honor your practice?"

Chu Feng was never one to be at a disadvantage.

Sword Obsession looked at Chu Feng and said, "Everything about Huaxia people is good, but you are too hypocritical. Everyone will die, it’s just a matter of sooner or later."

Chu Feng said, "We think death is a terrifying thing. But we are never afraid of death. We only consider whether the death is worth it, whether it achieves its purpose. If it is worth it, we are willing to give up our own lives. I don’t think I need to give you examples, my ancestors, have already given countless examples. They were not afraid of death, they died for a cause!"

Pausing for a moment, Chu Feng continued, "On this point, you think death is sacred. But your deaths are not worth it, because no one will remember your deaths. I want to ask, in that period of history, you had so many people commit seppuku, but do you know their names?"

Sword Obsession opened his mouth, obviously he could not know, but he knew to counter-question, "But does Chu Sang know the names of your dead people?"

Chu Feng said with utmost certainty, "I know. They are called heroes!"

Sword Obsession looked at Chu Feng, suddenly feeling unable to refute, because it indeed was a name, and moreover, a good one.

However, he wondered why he hadn’t thought of it himself.

Chu Feng, looking at Sword Obsession, said, "Are you wondering why you didn’t think of it yourself?"

Before Sword Obsession could reply, Chu Feng continued, "Because in your own people’s hearts, they do not deserve to be called heroes, so you couldn’t think of it."

Sword Obsession realized a sad truth, he chose to communicate with Chu Feng in Mandarin. But in debate in Mandarin, he was simply no match for Chu Feng. Or more precisely, in the debate about this matter, he had already lost from the start.

"Chu Sang, your words impress me. It’s Huaxia’s fortune to have young people like you!" Sword Obsession now only wished to end the discussion with such a humble stance.

However, Chu Feng clearly had no such intention. Chu Feng said, "No! Young people like me take pride in being born in Huaxia!"

Sword Obsession looked at Chu Feng, suddenly feeling a bit fearful. It wasn’t Chu Feng he found fearsome, but rather the country itself.

He didn’t know how many people like Chu Feng there were in Huaxia, but even if there were only a few, that was still terrifying.

Because in the Eastern, the young people always believe they are the pride of their country. They never think that the country is their pride.

"Chu Feng must die!"

Sword Obsession was indeed obsessed like his name, but that did not mean he was foolish. On the contrary, he was very lucid, his mind clearer than anyone else’s. Otherwise, if he truly were foolish, he would not have achieved his current status.

He wanted to kill Chu Feng, not only for himself but also for the Eastern, for the entire Elite Society.

Because a country with Chu Feng in it would definitely become a huge threat to the Eastern, to the Elite Society in the future.

"Chu Sang, I admire you more and more, it’s a pity you’re not Eastern. Otherwise, I would definitely want to be your closest old friend without regard for age." Sword Obsession said sincerely.

Chu Feng said, "You are the most lucid Eastern person I have ever met, and also one of the most fearsome opponents I have encountered. I have already drunk the tea, I think I should take my leave now. Because I do not want to be tainted by your Death Energy!"