Alone with a gun, facing six masters of similar skill, his final strike only pierced one man's thigh.
Then, watching that person turn into a book, filled with doubt, he died with his eyes wide open.
Han Feiyu retrieved the damaged manuscript and, incidentally, transformed Liu Yong, the Silver Spear, into the manuscript as well, which then appeared on his body.
"Now, I am Liu Yong."
With the same demeanor, and by relying on memory and acting skills, he could make himself appear so convincing that Liu Yong's acquaintances wouldn't notice anything amiss when traveling.
"You didn't invite Bai Xiaosheng, so what does that have to do with me, Silver Spear Liu Yong?"
And so, he embarked on his journey once again.
The woods behind were quiet. If it weren't for the signs of destruction on the ground, the broken trees, and so on, no one would even realize that a great battle had taken place here.
Several days passed, and Han Feiyu arrived at his destination by carriage.
"Here, this is the invitation."
"Oh, Master Liu? Please come in. This is your room number."
If you need anything in the next few days, just let us know.
Han Feiyu learned from others around him that this swordsmanship master would not be able to emerge from seclusion for several more days.
Now, his brother is in charge of running the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion and also entertains them.
At the same time, he also learned why he, with his identity as an all-knowing scholar, had not been invited.
"The All-Knowing Scholar? That guy is mysterious, and he's probably not a good person."
Even if the Blood Shadow Sect, the Heavenly Fire Sect, or other martial arts practitioners offended him, what's the big deal about wiping them out?
I bet this guy is some kind of old monster who's been hiding deep in the mountains for who knows how many years.
"Bring Bai Xiaosheng over? I'm afraid our ceremony will turn into a full-blown brawl."
Several martial arts masters, who were somewhat famous in the martial arts world, gathered together and chatted.
Besides watching the spectacle, they had another purpose in coming here: to make their presence felt at the conference as much as possible.
To make themselves famous, so that storytellers can more easily spread their stories.
Even without much enhancement, having a renowned reputation that resonates throughout the martial arts world, and being recognized by everyone when you go out, is still a source of great pride.
Han Feiyu: ...
As a self-proclaimed expert, he felt somewhat conflicted as he listened to others speaking ill of him.
It's nothing, a minor problem, just a little hardship. He's broad-minded and doesn't care.
At most, I only remembered the people who had just spoken, and their room numbers.
When the operation officially begins, he will first visit them to discuss whether Bai Xiaosheng is a good person or not. Yes, it's that simple.
The first update is here. The author is going to have lunch and then get back to work.
I'll still be updating four times today, but I'll take a break tomorrow and then resume updating three times a day for a while.
Don't worry, four updates a day isn't a problem for me. Those who have read my previous book about the team should know that four updates a day is no pressure for me.
Including the storyteller I'm currently writing, the author also has outlines for ten more simulated stories, and will continue to add more, so there's no need to worry about the work ending soon.
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