The sky was overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Li Baobei sat by the window, looking out. The gloomy sky resembled a person's melancholy and sorrowful expression, making dusk and night arrive early, and everything seemed to come exceptionally quickly.

The sky grew increasingly heavy, like the calm before a storm, with low-hanging clouds that seemed to suffocate one.

"It's like a storm is brewing!" she sighed softly. She didn't really like the feeling of rain; the gloomy weather made her feel very lonely.

It was like a silent urging, making one feel a slight unease.

Li Baobei felt the chill and immediately closed the window.

She sat on the bed feeling uneasy, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.

The room grew dark as night fell.

She suddenly remembered the scene of walking down the street that night.

I couldn't help but shiver.

Finally, in the blink of an eye, the sound of rain turned into a continuous roar, as if the sky had been cracked open in countless places, and the heavy rain fell from the sky, hitting the stone slabs heavily.

Drip, drip, drip...

"I wonder how the master is doing!" she thought, looking at the closed door, secretly hoping to see the master push the door open and walk in.

If he were by her side, she probably wouldn't be so scared!

Suddenly, the door was opened.

She was overjoyed!

But the people who came in were war slaves.

The slave girl rushed in anxiously and asked, "Has the lady returned yet?"

His eyes were filled with anxiety and tension.

Li Baobei was startled and suddenly felt a little weak.

"I've never seen the adult. What happened to him?" she wondered, feeling utterly confused.

"The lord has disappeared. He has been busy catching the thugs causing trouble in the city for the past four or five days without a proper rest. This afternoon, he left the Dali Temple alone and there has been no news of him since."

"In the evening, I saw bloodstains and signs of a fight not far from Dali Temple, but I haven't seen the Master yet, so I came here to see if the Master has returned." The slave's tone revealed worry and fear.

The slave then left, leaping lightly and disappearing into the heavy rain.

He was left alone, trembling slightly in the dim candlelight, feeling lonely and helpless.

"Don't worry, you must take good care of yourself."

...

At this moment, a tall and imposing figure appeared isolated and helpless in the woods.

The aura emanating from him was like that of a thousand troops, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.

The blinding flash of lightning illuminated the sky and the earth, followed by a deafening roar of thunder. The man illuminated by the lightning looked like a demon crawling out of hell, creating a suffocating illusion.

"Has the ghost finally shown itself?" he said coldly, a hint of disdain on his lips, a sinister smile that seemed to bewitch the soul in the darkness.

The three people standing next to him surrounded him.

All three wore masks with blue faces and fangs, making them look particularly terrifying in the darkness.

The three of them stared intently at He You.

One of them couldn't help but feel afraid.

Another person shouted, "Heyou, today is your death day. If you can finish off the famous and renowned Living Yama, it would be a great joy in life, hahahaha..." The thug laughed with certainty.

Oh!!!

In an instant, the three men swiftly raised their broadswords and slashed towards He You at an extremely fast speed.

He You snorted coldly, "You do have some skill, but that's all."

He leaped into the air.

With a flip, he landed lightly about seven feet away from the three of them.

One of them reacted quickly, turning around and rushing forward to slash at He You with his knife.

When the knife was less than a foot away from him, He You suddenly dodged to meet the blade.

The man hadn't expected He You to come over, and it was too late to back down.

He You gently tilted her head, avoiding the man's blade.

His left hand was already tightly gripping the man's neck.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the man fell straight down.

Without a single chance to fight back, a life vanished in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, a flash of lightning in the sky shone on He You's pale and expressionless face.

What a face it was: cold, stiff, lifeless, like a heartless killing machine.

One of them shouted, "Third Brother!" His voice was filled with shock and despair.

"I'll take your life!"

The two of them burst forth with astonishing speed and rushed toward He You.

He wanted to tear him to pieces the next second, leaving him with no place to be buried.

Two knives were pointed fiercely at him. He You leaped on one foot, instantly rising ten feet off the ground.

Then, as if descending from the sky, he placed his palms down on the tops of their heads.

thump!!!

The two of them knelt down on the ground.

He You flipped over and landed on the ground three feet away from the two thugs, with his back to them.

In an instant, blood mixed with rainwater slowly flowed from the seven orifices of the two thugs.

Then the two of them fell straight forward.

It was completely lifeless.

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Suddenly, a clapping sound rang out.

Snap snap snap...

"Good, good, good! As expected of the Wanqi family. They can kill people in an instant. Their methods are cruel and vicious, which is truly chilling."

The sound came from a tree not far from He You.

Then a figure landed lightly on the ground.

This person was Sun Qi, who was talking to He You at the beginning of the conversation at the restaurant.

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