Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: Sword of Destiny Page #3

Your master is a murderer.

Thunder Fist Chan.

Things must be quite dire for you

to pledge your sword

for five measly taels of silver.

No gold convoys going out this season?

I was protecting that convoy from raiders,

raiders that you hired out to.

How these southern boxers from Zhejiang

retell history when it suits them.

You mock Zhejiang, do you?

Easy, boys.

We have all been hired for the same cause.

But does anyone know what that is exactly?

All the wine we can drink?

I didn't hear that part, Ma.

It was implied.

I heard whispers that it's kept there.

In the House of Te.

The Green Destiny.

The blade was forged--

Forged with a technique

that dates back to the Qin era.

A technique lost to history.

A blade that could carve through

Damascus steel.

Nobody who was wielding the blade

was ever defeated in a duel or battle.

Silent Wolf, is this true?

Are we being hired to guard a sword?

I wonder how he got his name.

I bid you welcome.

Excuse me.

Explain how a man returns from the dead.

We were to wed.

I mourned for you.

Shu Lien--

That name is not yours to speak.

I was dead before that duel.

Long before.

I did it for you and Li Mu Bai.

Deny it all you will,

but I knew you loved him, not me.

When Hades Dai and I

fought on Vulture's Peak...

I took the only path I could see.

Hades Dai left me for dead.

And I made my way to the mountains,

and chose a life of solitude.

Up there I found what Mu Bai and I

had strived for long ago at Wudang Temple.

Enlightenment.

Detachment from everything.

Even my old life and all that I loved.

I stayed away because I knew

that as long as I was alive,

Mu Bai would not ask you to marry him.

Nor in your death.

Such was his honor.

You feigned your death for nothing.

It wasn't feigned.

It was deeply felt.

That was your choice,

and you made it for all of us.

I have made peace with your passing,

and so it will remain.

You are needed and you're here.

Your skill and courage are not forgotten.

All else is.

And you are?

Snow Vase.

Student of Master Yu Shu Lien.

I have not known her to take a student.

So you know her well.

Well enough.

How?

This is not the place for story.

Another time, then.

Your teacher...

Is she content?

She's in mourning.

Of course.

I do not speak just of Sir Te.

You move as quietly as ever.

Not so quiet that you would not hear.

You have taken a student.

Yes.

They are connected somehow,

she and that boy.

He roars, but I feel a gentle soul

may sleep within.

- And your student?

- I am not certain.

I see darkness in her eyes.

She could be an even greater threat.

To us,

or those we guard against?

Time will tell.

Her teacher may have been Han Mei,

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