Chapter 456
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Chapter 456: The Work of the Sword Saint
“Sword, sword, sword… Sword Saint?!” Bai Li Pang Pang exclaimed in shock, his mouth agape. “You are the one ranked first among the human elite… ‘Sword’?”
Everyone present, except for the bewildered Jialan, was utterly stunned.
The teacher that Zuo Qing had gone to great lengths to invite, was actually a human elite, and the very first Sword Saint?!
Lin Qiye couldn’t imagine the price Ye Fan must have paid to bring him here…
“The term ‘human elite’ is just what others call me; I don’t really like that name,” Zhou Ping said seriously. “I prefer when people call me Sword Saint.”
Lin Qiye glanced at the mop in his hand and the clean warehouse around them, unable to help but ask, “Sword Saint, what about the cleanliness here…”
“I saw that it was a bit dirty, so I cleaned it up a bit last night,” Zhou Ping said, as if recalling something. He lifted the mop in his hand and diligently cleaned the last patch of floor. “Just wait a moment; I’ll finish this last bit of work before we start the class.”
Lin Qiye: …
“Sword Saint, you could just let us handle these chores!” Lin Qiye stepped forward, wanting to take the mop from Zhou Ping.
Letting a Sword Saint clean for them?
What a joke?!
If Ye Fan found out, wouldn’t they be torn apart?
“No, you won’t clean it well,” Zhou Ping shook his head. “I’m not good at anything else, but I excel at swordsmanship and cleaning. Just wait over there; I’ll be done soon…”
Seeing Zhou Ping’s firm refusal, Lin Qiye, who had reached out halfway, could only silently retract his hand and walk back to the others, watching the meticulous figure mopping the floor.
“Qiye… what’s going on?” Bai Li Pang Pang couldn’t help but ask. “Are we really letting the Sword Saint mop the floor? Won’t that shorten our lifespans?”
“… Don’t be so superstitious.”
Cao Yuan observed Zhou Ping’s hands, nodding thoughtfully. “If you look closely, the Sword Saint’s hands are quite rough; he must practice swordsmanship often.”
Beside them, An Qingyu adjusted his glasses, his expression somewhat strange. “His hands are indeed rough, but the problem is both of his hands are like this, and from the details, it seems it’s not from holding a sword. It looks more like…”
At that moment, Lin Qiye couldn’t help but ask, “Sword Saint, do you often do manual labor?”
Zhou Ping, still focused on mopping the last stain, nodded without looking up. “This is my job.”
“Your job is…”
“A waiter,” Zhou Ping replied flatly. “I work as a waiter in my third uncle’s restaurant, and my daily tasks are cleaning and washing dishes.”
Lin Qiye: ???
“Your third uncle’s restaurant? A waiter?” Bai Li Pang Pang repeated in disbelief.
“The Third Uncle’s Flavor Local Cuisine Restaurant, located on Changxiang Road in Xijin City. If you mention my name when you go to eat, you’ll get a 5% discount.”
“…”
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances, their faces reflecting absurdity.
The Sword Saint’s job is a waiter? Is the world going crazy, or are they?
Are the dishes in that Third Uncle’s restaurant made from the mysterious meat of the “Klein” realm?
“Then, may I ask… what price did Commander Ye pay to invite you here?” Lin Qiye asked.
“Oh, because if I’m going to teach you, I need to take a leave of absence, but if I leave, there won’t be any waiters in the restaurant, so…” Zhou Ping paused, “he should be covering for me now.”
Lin Qiye and the others were left dumbfounded.
…
Xijin City.
Third Uncle’s Flavor Local Cuisine Restaurant.
Ye Fan, wearing an apron, stood in the cramped kitchen, rolling up his sleeves and desperately scrubbing the plates, his face pale.
“Third Uncle, can we get another plate of scrambled tomatoes?!”
“Third Uncle, I heard our restaurant is ranked first on the Xijin food list? Can’t you give us a few more dishes today?”
“Hey Third Uncle, your shredded meat is really finely cut; your knife skills have improved lately?”
“…”
In the small restaurant, a few scattered customers were eating while joking with the owner.
Third Uncle smiled and greeted the diners, holding a steaming cup of tea, and wobbled into the kitchen.
He saw Ye Fan struggling to scrub the plates, clicked his tongue, and said leisurely, “Hey, the new kid Fan, right? Your plate-scrubbing speed is nowhere near our Xiao Ping’s. If you keep this up, I might have to dock your pay.”
Ye Fan’s expression stiffened, and he scrubbed even harder, muttering through gritted teeth.
“If those little brats don’t learn anything this time, I’ll break their legs when I get back…”
…
Warehouse.
Finally finishing the last patch of floor, Zhou Ping put away all the cleaning tools, rolled down his sleeves, and walked to the center of the empty space.
In front of him, Lin Qiye and the others sat neatly on small stools, backs straight, ready for class.
“If you’re all ready, today’s lesson is about to begin,” Zhou Ping said slowly.
“We’re ready, Sword Saint!” Bai Li Pang Pang said excitedly.
This was the Sword Saint, the pinnacle of human achievement, personally teaching them. Few people in the entire Great Xia could enjoy such treatment. Now they had the chance to sit here and attend class, a privilege earned by Commander Ye’s sacrifice!
If they didn’t study hard, how could they face Commander Ye when they returned?
Zhou Ping nodded and pointed to a cardboard box in the corner, saying to everyone, “Your teaching materials are all in there; take them out.”
Lin Qiye and the others’ eyes lit up.
As expected of a Sword Saint teaching, even the teaching materials were prepared.
They quickly ran to the box, lifting it up. The box was heavy, containing at least forty to fifty books. Lin Qiye opened the box and saw the book on top, suddenly freezing in place.
“‘The Sword of the Third Young Master’?” Bai Li Pang Pang looked at the title, confusion appearing in his eyes. “Is this a sword manual?”
He picked up the book and looked at the next one.
“‘The Blade of the Moon at the End of the World’? Hmm, it should be a blade manual.”
“‘Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils’?”
“‘The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber’?”
“‘The Smiling, Proud Wanderer’?”
“‘Empresses in the Palace’?!!!” Bai Li Pang Pang stared at the book in his hand, bewilderment filling his eyes.
Zhou Ping swiftly snatched ‘Empresses in the Palace’ and quietly hid it behind his back. “Wrong book, this one isn’t…”
