World of Honor

The Eight Directions City.

A city with four directions, accessible from eight directions.

“They say that the distance from here to the imperial city of Chang’an in the north, the coastal city of Sunset in the east, the Luoxia Fort in the south, and the Holy Buddha City in the west is exactly the same.” Feng Zuojun drove his carriage into it. “So they say that this place can lead to eight directions, and it is the midway station for travelers from all over the world.”

“Are we going to take a detour from here to Daze Mansion?” Su Baiyi asked.

“No, I guess my senior sister came here to look for someone.” Feng Zuojun looked back and asked, “Senior sister, where are we going next?”

“Butterfly?” Su Baiyi suddenly exclaimed in surprise, then stretched out a finger and saw a pure white butterfly landing on his finger. “The butterflies in this Eight Directions City are really bold. Aren’t they afraid of people?”

Feng Zuojun glanced at it and muttered, “I see.”

“What do you mean?” Su Baiyi was puzzled.

“It’s Butterfly Wind.” Feng Zuojun smiled. “Gently lift your hand and let the butterfly go.”

Su Baiyi followed Feng Zuojun’s words and flicked his finger lightly. The white butterfly fluttered its wings a few times and flew up, stopping not far in front of their carriage. Feng Zuojun lightly whipped the reins, and the butterfly slowly flew forward. Feng Zuojun then drove the carriage to follow the butterfly.

Su Baiyi was dumbfounded. “This butterfly is actually leading the way?”

“Yes, this is a butterfly made by the Butterfly Wind people. I don’t know what kind of wonderful method they used. It’s amazing, just like a demon technique.” Feng Zuojun replied.

“Butterfly Wind?” Su Baiyi frowned.

“Master Ru Sheng said that butterflies seem insignificant, but a single flap of their wings can inadvertently cause many things to happen. The same is true for the affairs of the Jianghu. Some seemingly insignificant news may lead to a bloody disaster. So the intelligence department of Xue Gong is called Butterfly Wind. It seems that there is a branch of Butterfly Wind in Eight Directions City. My senior sister came here to find them.” Feng Zuojun said.

“I need the latest news about Tianxiao Yunjing.” Nangong Xi’er said.

The butterfly finally led them to a bustling street nearby. The carriage was inconvenient to drive, so the four people got off the carriage and followed the butterfly through the streets and alleys. The Eight Directions City lived up to its reputation of “a city with four directions, accessible from eight directions”. There were indeed many travelers from all directions here, even some exotic people with blue eyes. Su Baiyi had lived in the village since he was a child and found it very novel. He stared at the exotic people’s eyes and exclaimed, “This person’s eyes are like sapphires.”

The exotic person had skin that was surprisingly white. He wore a gray-white robe and stood in the sun.  Su Baiyi could almost see the blood vessels under his skin. The exotic person seemed to notice Su Baiyi’s gaze and turned his head slightly to look at them.

“What are you curious about? Your eyes can change too.” Feng Zuojun twisted Su Baiyi’s head and hurriedly followed the butterfly that was flying faster and faster.

“Don’t look around. There are many hidden lines of the big gangs in Eight Directions City.” Nangong Xi’er reminded.

Su Baiyi was pulled by Feng Zuojun to walk forward, but he couldn’t help but look back again, but the exotic person was no longer there.

The butterfly led the four people through seven or eight alleys and finally stopped at the entrance of a quiet courtyard. It also fell to the ground like it had exhausted its strength. Su Baiyi bent down to pick it up, but the butterfly suddenly burst into flames. In a short while, it turned into a pile of ashes.

“What a clever thing.” Su Baiyi sighed.

“Big senior brother has always been good at tinkering with these things. This guiding butterfly is only the most ordinary among his many ingenious devices.” Nangong Xi’er said indifferently, then walked to the gate of the courtyard. She knocked three times lightly and heavily, then lightly twice, and then heavily once. The door opened by itself.

“What would happen if you knocked wrong?” Su Baiyi asked.

“Your hand would break.” Feng Zuojun raised his eyebrows.

“What if you just forgot?” Su Baiyi was surprised. “That’s too cruel.”

“Your hand wouldn’t break, but the scenery behind the door would be different.” A young man with a slender figure and long hair stood there, his hands tied behind his back, polite. “Luo Qín has been waiting for you for a long time. Eight Directions City is far away from Qiantang City, and it’s rare to see fellow students from Xue Gong. Greetings, junior brothers and junior sister.”

“Greetings, Luo senior brother.” Nangong Xi’er bowed her fist. “Junior sister Nangong Xi’er.”

“Greetings, Luo senior brother.” The other three also greeted him immediately.

“Sister Nangong, we have got the information you wanted. Please come in.” Luo Qin turned around and led the people forward.

“Is this Luo Qín also a Xue Gong disciple?” Su Baiyi asked in a low voice.

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“I’ll give you a name later, called Su Wenwen. Why do you have so many questions?” Feng Zuojun said impatiently.

“There is no shame in asking.” Su Baiyi said confidently.

“Fine, I’ll tell you.” Feng Zuojun sighed. “What would you do without me, brother?”

Xie Yuling shook his head behind him and whispered, “Others say there is no shame in asking and they are so happy. Doesn’t he know he is being scolded every time?”

Su Baiyi seemed to hear Xie Yuling’s words, turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Xie Yuling proudly. Feng Zuojun didn’t hear it and continued to explain enthusiastically to Su Baiyi. “The Academy has ten years as a generation, but all the disciples except for Master Ru Sheng are not divided into masters and disciples, they are all disciples. So although each generation has their own big brother, little brother and so on, they still call each other brothers and sisters among generations. And after many disciples have learned their skills, they have three choices. The first is to go down the mountain and return to their sects, and have no actual contact with the Academy, but still call themselves disciples of the Academy. The second is to stay in the Academy for life, dedicate their lives to the Academy, some go to Liuyin Pavilion, take on the responsibility of teaching new disciples, some go to Butterfly Wind and become members of the intelligence department, scattered all over the world to collect information for the Academy, like this Brother Luo Qin, and some go to Pastoral Square, did you see a large piece of vegetable field before you entered the Academy? They grow vegetables there. And some go to Five-Spice Courtyard, mainly raising chickens and feeding pigs. In short, there are many places to go.”

“What about the third choice?” Su Baiyi asked curiously.

“The third choice is to become a gentleman!” Feng Zuojun said proudly.

“What do you need to do to become a gentleman?” Su Baiyi was puzzled.

“You are wrong.” Feng Zuojun stretched out a finger and looked like he hated iron for not becoming steel. “The most important point of becoming a gentleman is that you don’t need to be forced to do anything. Do whatever you want, be free and easy, just do one thing in your life.”

“What is it?”

“We call this thing ‘A gentleman says’.” Feng Zuojun smirked.