Chapter 62

Chu Li waited for Chen Yin to calm down, patted her back, and said gently, "Alright, it's all over. It was just a scare, like being bitten by a dog. Let's go back!"

"Master, it's all my fault!" Chen Yin left his embrace, wiped her tears, and her beautiful eyes were already red and swollen: "I never took that damn guy seriously, I was too careless!"

Chu Li said, "People like him are rare. How could you guard against them? We can only blame our bad luck."

"Master, I want to practice martial arts!" Her red and swollen eyes stared intently at Chu Li: "Master, I don't want to live in fear anymore!"

"Practice martial arts..." Chu Li pondered, slowly nodding: "Alright, I'll find a way. Since you haven't laid the foundation, you'll have to start from scratch. It might take many years before you become an expert!"

"I have to practice!" Chen Yin gritted her teeth.

Chu Li said, "Then practice. Although it's a bit late, it's better than not practicing at all."

Zhao Ying entered the room and heard this, sighing, "Sister Chen, to practice martial arts, you need to lay the foundation between the ages of eight and eighteen. After that, it might take twenty or even thirty years!"

"… I still want to practice!" Chen Yin said.

Zhao Ying hesitated: "By the time you're in your fifties, you'll just be a beginner. By then…"

Old age doesn't favor physical strength, and being just a beginner doesn't make you an expert. It's really not worth it. She couldn't bear to see Chen Yin waste her time.

Chu Li said, "If you want to practice, then practice. Sister, let's go."

"Who hasn't come yet?" Zhao Ying asked curiously.

Killing Feng Wen took only one sword, but the commotion was significant, yet no one came to check.

Chu Li grunted, "Let's go!"

Feng Wen had instructed beforehand that no matter how big the commotion, no one should come. This wasn't the first time he had done such a thing, having harmed many women. So Chu Li didn't hesitate to kill him; such a scoundrel deserved to die.

Feng Wen's father, Feng Shicai, was a先天 (先天 means 'innate' or 'natural-born') expert, from the Cangwu Sect, with exceptional sword skills. He usually acted righteously and had a high reputation in the martial world.

Unfortunately, a great man can't always have a virtuous wife and a capable son. Feng Wen caused a lot of trouble, but people didn't hold it against him because of Feng Shicai's reputation. This only made Feng Wen more brazen, until he finally met his match.

Thinking of this, Chu Li shook his head, his left hand holding Zhao Ying, his right hand holding Chen Yin, and they drifted away, leaving the estate silently.

Zhao Ying felt a warm current from the hand on her waist, spreading through her body, making her feel soft, numb, and out of control.

She tensed her body, held her breath, and her heart raced.

Chen Yin, held by Chu Li, felt enveloped in warmth and safety, cut off from the world, no longer fearing danger or pain, wishing it could always be like this!

Chu Li left the estate, speeding up, and getting faster and faster.

The cold wind hit their faces, and Zhao Ying whispered, "Brother, there's no need to go so fast."

Chu Li shook his head.

Zhao Ying looked up, the moonlight like water on his face, his expression serious.

Zhao Ying asked softly, "Brother, is something wrong?"

She felt Chu Li's expression was off, and his behavior was unusual, possibly due to something she didn't know.

"Um, a bit of trouble!" Chu Li suddenly stopped.

At that moment, they were in a forest.

Chu Li put the two women down and whispered, "Sister, take Chen Yin back first!"

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhao Ying asked quickly.

Chu Li smiled, "I suddenly remembered there's something I haven't finished. I'll go back first!"

"What is it?" Zhao Ying asked.

Chu Li waved his hand, "I'll tell you when I get back. Take Chen Yin back as soon as possible to avoid any further trouble!"

"… Alright," Zhao Ying, seeing his determined expression, said helplessly, "Brother, be careful."

Chu Li smiled at them and drifted away. A moment later, a long whistle echoed from a distance.

Zhao Ying was leading Chen Yin back when she heard the whistle, recognizing it as Chu Li's, feeling something was off.

"Is that Master's voice?" Chen Yin asked quickly, "Is he in trouble?"

Zhao Ying frowned, shaking her head.

Her brother was a top innate expert, the best young expert in the Duke's mansion. Even if he encountered an innate expert, he could escape safely.

Chen Yin wasn't too worried, believing Chu Li could handle anything.

Zhao Ying was still uneasy and sped up.

She delivered Chen Yin to the city residence and turned back. Given her brother's speed, he should have caught up, but he hadn't arrived, possibly encountering trouble.

As she passed the forest, she heard a muffled sound.

She quietly followed the sound.

The moonlight shone into the forest.

Four people were fighting in the forest, making muffled sounds like giant logs hitting walls. Wherever they went, trees broke, and mud and grass flew, as if giant beasts were passing.

Zhao Ying's eyes widened; Chu Li was surrounded by three people.

The three black-clad figures had their heads and faces covered, only their cold, piercing eyes visible, devoid of human emotion, making Zhao Ying feel a chill.

Chu Li, surrounded by the three, had discarded his sword and used his palms, making Zhao Ying's heart race.

She saw Chu Li's palms, as if coated in gold powder, continuously striking the black-clad figures, making muffled sounds. The black-clad figures seemed unaffected, continuing their relentless attacks.

Chu Li, while striking the three, was also being hit, receiving punches and palm strikes. Two of the black-clad figures used fists, one used palms, and their fists and palms were also golden.

Zhao Ying suddenly understood; they were from the Great Thunderclap Temple, coming to kill her brother!

She tightly pressed her lips, moving quietly, knowing that if she revealed herself, it would distract her brother, and in his current precarious situation, any distraction could be dangerous!

She cursed her own helplessness, unable to assist, and would only be a burden if she went out!

Her mind raced, thinking of ways to help, but her reason restrained her impulse. Seeing Chu Li's dire situation but his extraordinary resilience, she knew he could hold on for a while.

She turned and carefully left the forest, using her best lightness skills, running back to the Duke's mansion, heading straight for Yuqi Island.

Twenty meters from Yuqi Island, four middle-aged guards appeared on the shore, coldly eyeing her.

Zhao Ying, in a hurry, knowing every moment could be a matter of life and death for her brother, called out, "I am the seventh-rank guard Zhao Ying, I have urgent news to report to the third miss!"

"The third miss has already gone to bed. Whatever it is, it can wait until tomorrow!" one of the middle-aged guards said coldly.

"This is a matter of life and death. Please, brothers, help me!" Zhao Ying called out loudly, "It's about Master Chu Li in the East Garden!"

"Wait a moment!" The middle-aged guard's expression changed, and he turned and walked away.

Chu Li's reputation now shook the entire mansion, with a bright future ahead. They naturally knew this. If it were anyone else, they would have blocked her, but concerning Chu Li, they didn't dare to act on their own and needed to report. Even if they were reprimanded, it would be a favor to Chu Li.