Chapter Thirteen: The Successor of Hu Lin Sword

  After who knows how many times of probing, Bofan finally managed to extract his current situation from the old man's mouth with great difficulty.

  He is now in a small villa on the outskirts of Hangzhou City, called Bu Family Villa, with the same surname as his.

  The man who had been constantly teaching him was a guard from the Bu family's mansion, and it was said that he and Bu Fan's father in the game were sworn brothers, watching Bu Fan grow up, letting Bu Fan call him Second Uncle.

  As for Bu Fan, he was a servant in the Bu family village. It is said that his family had been servants of the Bu family for generations and were hereditary slaves. Bu Fan was even more so, being a direct descendant of the Bu family's roots.

  It's also because of this that Pig Island was recently promoted to be the horseman of Zhuangzi's eldest sister Bu Yanran.

  This is what they call a random matching identity. As soon as he entered Jianghu, the matched one was the identity of this Xiao Ma Fu from Xiaojiazhuang.

  Now, Bu Fan finally understood what Qiao Yurou meant by her words during the meeting earlier.

  Why should this world be treated as a real world because it lacks many game elements.

  There is no attribute panel, no NPC, and not even equipment or items. Here, everything except his memories is exactly the same as in the real world.

  "Alas, I never thought that the martial arts career of a legendary figure would start from being a horse groom. Who knows if in the future, I'll become a legendary myth among all the horse grooms!" He thought to himself as he clumsily drove the luxurious carriage, leaning against the swaying vehicle.

  And around the carriage, a robust man called Second Uncle was followed by five or six guards with long swords at their waists riding horses.

  "Damn it, why can't I get a good identity? Being a horse groomer, how am I supposed to travel the world and search for extraordinary skills?" Looking at the elegant guard knights riding horses around him, Bu Fan's resentment started again.

  He resented it because he had already inquired clearly that his servant's identity was on file at the government office, especially with his status as a born son.

  If he wants to leave, he can only get the contract from the master's house to go, otherwise, once he escapes privately, he will be determined by the official department as a runaway slave and will be pursued by the government office. After being caught, it is up to the master to dispose of him.

  Thinking of the way those aristocratic families treated their servants in the TV dramas he had watched before, a chill ran down Bo Fang's spine.

  "Alas, how can I get the contract from the landlord's hands? Or else, should I kidnap the young lady?" While driving, he thought to himself about his Jianghu road. Stepping on the heart, he secretly thought, but looking at the strong sword-wielding guards following around him, Stepping gave up the idea in his mind.

  Just as Bu Fan was thinking on the carriage, a bustling market slowly appeared at the end of the road, and this was Bu Fan's destination.

  "Bo Fan, wait until the market is gathered, and park the horse carriage at the entrance of the market. You can wait for me at the entrance later!" Suddenly, a pleasant voice came from inside the horse carriage, Bo Fan knew that it was the voice of his young mistress, Nai Yan Ran.

  "Alright, I know!" Bufen immediately woke up from his fantasy and replied in a slightly uncomfortable tone.

  Fortunately, the horses at Buzhuang were all tame and gentle in nature, not those fierce horses. After driving for a while, Bufan slowly became familiar with their temperament and finally stopped the carriage steadily at the entrance of the market.

  The other guards also stopped at this time, and then the curtain of the carriage was opened, and a woman with a light gauze slowly got out of the carriage.

  "Miss, are you going into town? Do you want me to accompany you?" Just then, a man in his twenties dismounted from his horse and walked up to Bu Yanran's front, saying respectfully.

  "It's all right, you can just rest here, Yan Ran can go in by herself!" Yan Ran shook her head gently and said softly.

  "Huh, can the young lady really do that? Doesn't she need someone to carry her backpack and stuff around her?" The man seemed a bit disappointed when he heard Pei Yanran's response, but then asked again without giving up.

  "Backpack? What backpack?" Upon hearing his words, Bu Xiang Ran's face revealed a hint of puzzlement, and she asked softly.

  "It's just helping the young lady carry things, I'm strong and capable. If the young lady needs to buy something, I can help her carry it!" The man immediately rushed over to explain to Bu Yanran.

  "That's enough, Bu Yuanshan! Since Miss said she'll go in herself, you don't have to keep babbling on. If Miss needs us, she'll naturally instruct us to enter!" Bu Ershu, who was standing aside, couldn't bear Bu Yuanshan's fawning state and couldn't help but speak out to rebuke him.

  "Alright, I won't disturb Big Sister then. Please go ahead, Big Sister!" Hearing Erbo's scolding, Bu Yuanshan reluctantly made way and let Bu Tiantian walk alone towards the market.

  Then, Bù Yuǎnshān glared at Bù èrshū with a scowl and walked away to sit down by himself in silence.

  "This guy, today he's like a different person, and has become strange too, it's really weird!" Er Ye Bo said in a low voice as he walked to the other side of the carriage and sat down on the carriage board.

  Bu Fan's heart moved slightly, and he turned his head to glance lightly at the guard named Bu Yuanshan. He saw that Bu Yuanshan was sitting alone on one side, not interacting with anyone around him, seemingly out of place with his surroundings.

  "It seems that this guy is also a player!" Stepping on the distant mountain, he thought of his earlier slip of the tongue and his behavior before and after, and Stepping Fan secretly suspected.

  And this guy is so good at walking that he can walk freely, I think it's also because he knows his own identity restrictions, so he wants to open up a breakthrough from here and restore his freedom!

  "Right, Second Uncle, are the people in our village all skilled in martial arts?" Stepping on the second uncle and others, one by one holding knives and swords, Stepping Fan couldn't help but lower his voice and ask quietly.

  Upon hearing Bu Fan's question, Bu Er Shu's face revealed a hint of surprise, looking at him with a puzzled expression, asking: "What's wrong with you, why are you acting strange today? Didn't you used to hate these violent things the most?"

  Bu Fan smiled slightly and didn't answer. He couldn't tell him that he had changed into a different person and wanted to make a name for himself in the martial arts world now!

  Then Bofan started talking to Bobai in a casual and offhand manner, of course, the words were subtle and probing some basic questions about the Bo family village.

  Before long, from the bustling market, a woman in white with a light gauze on her head slowly walked out, but there was nothing in her hand.

  As soon as they arrived, Bo Er Ye had already jumped down from the carriage, and Bo Fan also took out a small stool from under the carriage door and placed it on the ground.

  "Bo Fan, tell Second Uncle and the others that we're heading back to the manor!" Bo Yan said softly as she stepped onto the carriage.

  Bu Fan nodded slightly, but there was no need to tell Bu Er Shu about it, as they had already heard Bu Yan Ran's words.

  Then Bufen hurriedly drove the car with Buer and others towards the Bu Family Village.

  It wasn't until they arrived at the gate of Bu's house that they found a young man with a resolute face standing proudly in front of the gate.

  Behind him was a magnificent sedan chair!

  "When did this person come, it seems that when he came, I didn't see a sedan chair passing by on the road, and there doesn't seem to be any sedan bearers around either!" Bu Fan looked at this strange man with some curiosity in his heart.

  "Are you people from the Bujia Village?" The man suddenly turned around, facing Bu Fan and his group, asking loudly as if he had heard the sound of horseshoes coming from behind.

  "Not bad, we are people from Bu's village. I don't know what brings you to stand in front of our village gate, sir?" Bu Ershu asked as the captain of the guard, riding his horse forward and bowing his head respectfully.

  "Would you kindly inform the esteemed master of the manor that the successor of the Huo Lin sword has arrived to pay his respects?" The man's face broke into a faint, gentle smile as he spoke.

  But these words, once spoken, suddenly stirred up a shocking wave in Bu Fan's ears.