The old man had a long beard and hair, draped in a blue robe and a silk cap, smiling as he said, "I see that the city of Yao Pass is bustling with people, thinking that surely some goods can be sold here.
Yet who would have thought that today’s martial practitioners are so impatient, only thinking of gathering herbs, cultivating, and killing, completely devoid of interest in life and lacking in spirit.
In this world, where martial arts are valued over culture, where manners are not respected, where virtue is not cultivated, and where benevolence and righteousness are not promoted, how can the world remain orderly?"
Li Weiyi's eyes lit up as he detected the essence of Confucian thought in the old man's words, cautiously asking, "What does the elder think of the six words: wisdom, trust, sincerity, benevolence, righteousness, and loyalty?" The old man looked Li Weiyi up and down, immediately breaking into a smile.
"I did not expect this young brother to have some understanding of Confucianism, quite different from those crude people. Alas, yet you holding a saber used on the battlefield greatly spoils the view!"
Li Weiyi was greatly encouraged. How could there be Confucianism in this world? Could it be something from Earth?
It must be so. Li Weiyi changed his address, "May I ask, where can one learn Confucianism?"