The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 7 Gaining loyalty and favors

"Young Master seems to trust Master Huang very much?"

After Yan Zhendong sat down, he picked up the jar of wine and filled it up for himself.

Although the Yan family's secret inheritance is not top-notch, it is also considered an above-average inheritance, so its preciousness is self-evident.

In the martial arts circle, this is something that can cause a lot of fighting and killing. The fact that it is shown to others so easily is enough to show the depth of trust.

Wang Yi returned to his seat and sat down. He picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Yan Zhendong's. He took a big sip and said with a breath of alcohol:
"Master Huang is a good person. He has helped me a lot during the time he has been in Foshan. His thinking is a bit rigid, but his character is impeccable. He is a person worth making friends with."

The first moment he came to this world, he was admitted to Baozhilin as a patient, and that was why he was able to survive the weakest period.

He was grateful to Huang Feihong, and would naturally lend a helping hand to the best of his ability.

"Master Huang's character is indeed impeccable. If I were to see so much gold, I would not think of pushing it away like he does." Yan Zhendong put down the wine bowl and nodded in agreement.

He was originally a layman, and his purpose of coming to Foshan was to make a lot of money and promote the Yan family's martial arts.

But the reality is often cruel. If he had not met the young man in front of him, he would have done something against his conscience under the pressure of life.

"Master Yan has powerful martial arts skills, but he can stick to his bottom line. He doesn't steal or rob, and he doesn't bully the weak. He is willing to earn a living by performing. In this respect, he is better than most selfish people, and he is also a person worth making friends with."

Wang Yi smiled gently, raised the wine bowl again and praised, then drank the wine in the bowl generously.

When making friends, open your heart first. If opening your heart doesn’t work, then it’s time to use tricks and schemes.

Yan Zhendong felt warm in his heart, and he laughed loudly as he drank the wine in the bowl. He picked up the wine jar on the table and said proudly:
"Sir, what you said hits the nail on the head. Since I, Yan Zhendong, started practicing martial arts, I have never used my martial arts to bully the weak, nor have I ever done anything that goes against my conscience."

When he said this, his tone could not help but pause, a hint of bitterness appeared on the corners of his mouth, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"But in this world, moral conscience is really useless... If I hadn't met you, I'm afraid that the persistence in my heart would have been completely worn out. By then... I'm afraid I would have become a person without any conscience..."

Today's chaotic world is really not suitable for good people to survive. Even if you just live honestly and just want to have enough food and clothing, it is extremely difficult to do so.

The honest and weak are oppressed, while those with evil intentions can have enough food and clothing. This kind of world... is really despairing.

In particular, the inaction of the imperial court and the rampant foreigners caused countless sufferings to the people.

Wang Yi put down the wine bowl, a serious look on his face: "Moral conscience is a personal cultivation. If you don't have perseverance in your heart, you will sink sooner or later in this dirty world."

"Master Yan, don't underestimate yourself. There are not many people in the world who can do what you do."

People have many faces and their hearts are changeable. Those who can stick to the bottom line in their hearts are worthy of respect and close friendship, regardless of their status.

Yan Zhendong was moved when he heard this. This was a recognition of his persistence over the years.

He stood up with a serious expression, filled the two wine bowls, put down the wine jar and held the wine bowls with both hands, his tone was extremely serious and earnest:

"Sir, I don't understand these great principles, but I know that once you put something down, you can never pick it up again."

"I am really grateful to you, sir, and I sincerely want to follow you to do something big. This bowl of wine is for you. If you need me, Yan Zhendong, in the future, just let me know. I will go through fire and water without hesitation." He drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and turned the bowl over while breathing out the smell of wine to show his sincerity.

It is almost impossible for a rough and warrior like me to achieve something in this chaotic world.

Of course, if he gave up his determination, he could still make a living by relying on his own strength, but who could tell what the final outcome would be? Although he didn't understand the big principles, he knew that as long as he followed the right person, he could avoid many detours in life.

Wang Yi's expression became serious, he picked up the wine bowl and stood up solemnly: "Master Yan has said that in this complicated world, it is difficult to have a few close friends. In the future, we just need to support each other and make progress together."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the wine, put down the bowl, wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and smiled happily.

Yan Zhendong was touched. He raised his hands above his head, clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "Sir, please don't say that. Although I, Yan Zhendong, am just a rough man, I also know the hierarchy. It is not a good thing to ask for too much. Rules are very important!"

He envied the relationship between the young master and Huang Feihong, but this was not something that a rough and tough warrior like him could hope for.

"Master Yan, you..." Wang Yi quickly reached out to hold Yan Zhendong's hands, frowned slightly, looked at the other party's serious expression, opened his mouth, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

People of this era were still very particular about hierarchy. After all, the Qing court was the culmination of the feudal dynasty system, and its ideological constraints on the people were extremely strict.

He might not care about some things, but Yan Zhendong, who was born and raised in this era, could not possibly not care.

Yan Zhendong raised his head, with an earnest look on his face: "I know you have a kind heart, but I just want to be at peace."

Wang Yi pondered for a moment, smiled, walked to Yan Zhendong's side, solemnly helped him up, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, his tone more serious than ever before: "Okay! You don't let me down, and I won't let you down!"

Yan Zhendong stared into Wang Yi's eyes, his mouth corners slightly curved, revealing a reassuring smile: "Thank you, sir! I, Yan Zhendong, will never let you down."

"Hahaha... It's rare, really rare. Huang is fortunate enough to witness such a scene. It's really a great blessing in life."

Huang Feihong came over with a tray on which were six yellowed books, three pieces of paper covered with small characters, and pens and ink. When he saw the scene in the room, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Wang Yi smiled gently and turned to face Huang Feihong: "It is indeed a blessing to meet a good friend..." Halfway through his words, he saw the six books on the tray, which made his brows frown.

Huang Feihong ignored Wang Yi's frown, walked slowly to the table and sat down. He put the tray on the table with a faint smile on his face, raised his hand and pointed at the six books on the tray, and introduced them in a serious tone:
"These six volumes of secret manuals contain my father's and my own annotations and insights. Since you are interested in martial arts, take them back and study them carefully. This will help you avoid many detours. If you have any questions, feel free to come and discuss with me."

Wang Yi smiled helplessly, returned to his original seat and sat down, looking at Huang Feihong with a headache, and fell into speechlessness for a moment.

I wanted to repay the other party a favor, but ended up accepting a favor again.

Although the martial arts of this era are no longer as cherished as they were in ancient times due to foreign guns and artillery, they are still not taught to others easily.

In this era, it is common for warriors to open martial arts schools to teach martial arts in order to make a living, but if you want to receive the true martial arts skills, you must undergo some tests.

Not to mention that if one obtains the true teachings, one will also assume the corresponding responsibilities of a teacher-student relationship, which shows the importance of these six books.

(End of this chapter)