Later, Old Jiao chopped down three Ghostwriters on the spot and escaped with his life, dragging a broken leg. He actually relied on his own blacksmithing skills to forge himself an iron leg. He then dragged that heavy iron leg as he fled, and after many twists and turns, he arrived at Yunhe Village and took charge of its workshop.
All the blades and armor plates for the bandits of Yunhe Village were his handiwork.
Zheng Xiu had once heard him bragging at a banquet, telling a heroic tale of "slaughtering his way from one end of the street to the other, blade in hand, without even blinking." He struck up a conversation with Old Jiao and left a deep impression on the old veteran.
Because Zheng Xiu had casually asked, "Don't your eyes get dry?"
Zheng Xiu later heard that Old Jiao's son was now doing quite well. He ran a griddlecake stall in a small city, had gotten married, and his wife was now six months pregnant.
"Old Jiao!"
