Creak——
The old door of the warehouse was pushed open, and a gust of wind and rain blew in.
A flash of lightning revealed a figure with a sword at the waist. The person stood outside the door, pressing the hilt of the sword. Only the steady silhouette of the body could be seen.
"Dad..."
The woman's face was pale. She spread her arms and blocked in front of Jian Yuhua, her eyes filled with sorrow and despair.
Jian Yuhua seemed to have expected this and reacted rather calmly:
"Second Miss, you should go back first. I'll apologize to Master and come back later."
The woman shook her head vigorously, tears in her eyes, but she couldn't say a word.
Dong~
With a soft sound, the woman's eyes glazed over, and her body went limp.
Jian Yuhua reached out to catch her, gently laid her down, and propped her against the wall. Then he walked to the pile of sundries and took out a wooden stick that was used as a hoe handle:
"Is Master really so heartless?"
Zhou Huaili walked forward slowly, his eyes full of indifference:
"Over the past two years, I've treated you as my own son and would have given you anything. Half of my life's achievements were pinned on today's event. I had already warned you beforehand. I didn't expect you to win, just to keep your mouth shut. Why couldn't you control your words?"
Jian Yuhua held the long stick, and the admiration in his eyes that he usually had was gone:
"My Fu family in Liangzhou has been loyal and heroic for three hundred years. When the country was destroyed, the family perished. There has never been an unfilial descendant. We are different from a common martial arts family like yours in the Zhou family."
"Hehe..."
Zhou Huaili nodded slightly, and the sword in his hand slowly unsheathed.
Ceng~~~
A slight tremor sounded in the old warehouse. Under the candlelight, a cold light gradually emerged.
But at this moment, unsteady footsteps suddenly came from the alley outside...
Tap tap, tap tap tap...
"Carpe diem and enjoy the wine today; worry about tomorrow's sorrows tomorrow... Drawing a sword to cut the water only makes it flow more; raising a cup to dispel sorrows makes the sorrows deeper..."
It seemed that the person had drunk too much wine and had a hoarse voice from overdrinking.
Both of them stopped and turned to look in the direction of the sound.
Tap tap, tap tap...
Soon, the footsteps moved from the wall to the door.
A flash of lightning revealed a tipsy traveler wearing a bamboo hat, leaning on a long knife, staggering to the door. The person was soaked through by the rain and still holding a broken wine bottle in his hand:
"Burp~ What... There are already people here... Get out, this is my territory..."
Zhou Huaili had come alone because he didn't want the matter of "killing his disciple" to reach the ears of the old master and outsiders. Seeing an outsider intruding, his face turned slightly cold, and he沉声低呵 (sternly whispered):
"Scram."
The voice was imposing and filled with a murderous intent!
The traveler with the bamboo hat at the door leaned forward to take a look and revealed a peerlessly handsome face, but the bamboo hat covered his eyes:
"Hehe~ So... It's some friends in the martial arts world doing something. Old man, are you planning to kill someone and commit rape?"
Zhou Huaili's eyes concealed his anger, and he turned around.
Jian Yuhua quickly said upon seeing this:
"Brother, this is a private matter..."
"This dock is my territory. I sleep here every day..."
The traveler with the bamboo hat staggered into the warehouse, resting his hands on the knife handle. He was tipsy but also full of heroism:
"You kid... Don't be afraid. No one can... kill someone and commit rape on my territory. You go out, and I'll deal with him..."
Zhou Huaili's eyes were filled with rage. He unsheathed his three-foot green sword and pointed it at the tipsy traveler with the bamboo hat in front of him:
"I'm Zhou Huaili. Are you blind, you brat?"
"Zhou Huaili... Hehe... I've never heard of you."
Whoosh——
In the next instant, a cold light flashed in the old warehouse.
The three-foot green sword was like a swimming snake, stabbing out lightning-fast towards the throat of the traveler with the bamboo hat.
Jian Yuhua's face changed suddenly, and he wanted to raise the stick to block.
But to his surprise, at the moment the sword light flashed, the tipsy traveler with the bamboo hat swiftly retreated. In an instant, he was back against the wall, and a flash of knife light appeared in his hand.
Bang——
The wall beside him was instantly shattered, creating a hole that revealed the sewage alleyway under the rain curtain.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Silence fell in the warehouse.
Zhou Huaili's casual sword strike missed. Sensing that this drunkard was by no means an ordinary person, a hint of caution flashed in his eyes.
Chacha~~
The traveler with the bamboo hat stood up straight. The Liulong Huan Shou Dao (a kind of sword) slowly returned to its sheath. Leaning against the wall, the bamboo hat tilted slightly:
"Let's go."
Jian Yuhua's arms were severely injured and he had no fighting strength. Seeing that this traveler with the bamboo hat was a master coming to the rescue, he didn't say anything more. He slowly stepped back, picked up the fainted woman, and moved towards the wall.
Tap tap...
Zhou Huaili's eyes were filled with rage, and his gaze locked onto the entire body of the traveler with the bamboo hat:
"Who are you?"
The traveler with the bamboo hat held the knife and remained silent, burping from time to time. It was only when Jian Yuhua walked out of the hole beside him and quickly left that he slowly stood up straight, no longer looking drunk:
"Do you know why I let him go?"
"Do you want to die in his place?"
"I'm afraid he'll recognize my identity, and I'm also afraid he'll plead for you."
The traveler with the bamboo hat slowly lifted the bamboo hat, revealing those sharp eyebrows and star-like eyes that exuded a fierce aura.
?!
Zhou Huaili recognized the person from these eyes that showed no concealment of the murderous intent. His heart skipped a beat:
"Ye Sishang..."
"Good eyesight."
Zhou Huaili held the three-foot green sword and glanced around with his peripheral vision, obviously looking for the hidden masters of Honghua Tower.
"Don't bother looking. It's just me."
Zhou Huaili didn't see anyone jumping out from the darkness. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes:
"Did you come to court death?"
Ye Jingtang took off the bamboo hat, threw it aside, and picked up his saber:
"Yes."
Shasha...
The old dock fell silent, with only a bit of candlelight flickering slightly in the night wind.
Zhou Huaili had witnessed Ye Jingtang's martial arts skills today. He was very powerful, but relying on that Overlord Spear technique, he could defeat Jian Yuhua, but he was definitely not Zhou Huaili's match. He secretly pondered, thinking that there must be an ambush around, otherwise this kid wouldn't be so audacious.
After a moment of consideration, Zhou Huaili didn't attempt to kill this major threat to Honghua Tower. Instead, he moved his feet slightly and slowly moved towards the door.
Ye Jingtang held the saber and watched calmly, not having the intention to chase either.
Tap tap...
Soon, Zhou Huaili retreated outside the warehouse. With a light tap of his feet, his figure soared into the air and disappeared outside the warehouse.
But in the next instant, a loud explosion sounded in the rainy night!
Rumble——
The sound was like a dull thunder. The roof of the old warehouse instantly caved in, as if a huge object weighing a thousand catties had smashed onto the roof.
Whoosh——
The entire roof collapsed immediately, and Zhou Huaili fell from above.
Song Chi's tiger-like eyes widened. He also fell from above. There was a sword wound under his rib, but he ignored it. In mid-air, he threw a powerful punch towards Zhou Huaili's chest.
Bang——
The punch was thrown, and the sound was like a dull thunder.
The rainwater and rubble that fell with the roof were blown away by the fist wind, forming a visible circular wave of dust.
Zhou Huaili's martial arts skills were far inferior to those of the contemporary Sword Saint, but as the leader of Shuiyun Sword Lake, he was by no means an ordinary person. In mid-air, he stabbed straight with his sword, aiming at Song Chi's right shoulder, attacking the vital point.
But this move couldn't force Song Chi, who had powerful boxing skills, to stop.
Dong——
The sword tip pierced into the flesh, accompanied by a dull sound.
Zhou Huaili's falling speed increased sharply, and his face turned red. However, he still didn't lose his composure. He spun in mid-air and stabbed straight at Ye Jingtang below with his sword.
Whoosh——
The shrill sound of the sword was almost ear-piercing, like a volley of whistling arrows. The three-foot green sword stabbed down from the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was already above Ye Jingtang's head!