Mecha Era, Punch the Stars

The person in front of them had neatly trimmed eyebrows and a prominent nose, with a slightly yellow complexion. His features were basically like a younger version of Heng's, and he also had an undeniable sharpness in his demeanor, making him seem like no ordinary person.

However, despite his extraordinary demeanor, his clothing was quite tattered, with numerous tears and rips all over the place, without even any patches.

On his thigh, there was a tear that was turned outwards, clearly revealing a patch of slightly white thigh skin.

Huh?
How can a man have such white thighs and such a yellow complexion? Is he faking it?
Lu decided to move closer to observe what was going on with this guy.

Just then, after slitting his opponent's throat, the young man stood on the ground, looked around, and said calmly:

"The murderer is Lin Huanwu. If any of you officials ask, you can give him this name."

After saying that, he picked up the thin, coarse cloth bundle behind him, felt around the body of the deceased, took out a few copper coins, weighed them in his hand, seemingly unafraid of being seen.

They picked up the deceased's bundle and, stumbling along, headed south.

Is he lame?
Lin Huanwu?
Is this his real name or a pseudonym?

Lu's original intention was to travel north, but since she had met someone who looked so much like her master, she had no choice but to find out what was going on.

She quietly turned around and followed him.

Several menacing-looking individuals followed her, seemingly targeting Lin Huanwu.

Is this person fleeing from some kind of pursuit?

She remained calm and kept her distance.

Just in case, don't get yourself into trouble.

Although she cared about the relationship between the other person and her master, it wasn't her master after all, and she couldn't bear to risk her life if trouble arose.

You should know that the one in her belly is her master's true and closest relative!

Half a day later, Lu saw the lame man enter a small mountain temple to rest.

Four menacing-looking men, each carrying a sword, stealthily crept up.

Lu slowly approached and heard the sounds of swords clashing against each other.

"Such a dense sound. It seems they are all quite strong. Fortunately, I am stronger." After listening for a while, Lu felt relieved.

I can easily suppress them.

It seems my master is truly remarkable; after only three years of instruction, he has made me stronger than most people who travel the martial arts world.

Of course, she hadn't actually fought these people, so she remained cautious and didn't act rashly.

Lu considers herself an expert at picking things up.

So, in the things that follow, there will definitely be opportunities for me to pick up some bargains.

After a while, the fighting stopped.

Lu waited a moment, then went into the small temple.

Ahead, a limping man leaned against a messy corner of the wall, breathing slightly heavily.

A dagger was gripped tightly in his hand, suspended in mid-air, its tip glistening with blood, which dripped onto the ground.

At his feet, four men lay in pools of blood, their throats slit or their chests pierced. Their rough hair was stuck together with blood and was scattered about. Their mouths and noses were closed, and they looked as if they were dead beyond any doubt.

Upon hearing the noise, the lame man's eyes narrowed at first, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was a beautiful young pregnant woman.

"Sister-in-law, as you can see, this place has just experienced a bloody massacre. It would be better if you didn't stay here overnight."

"It's okay, I'm not interested in staying overnight, but I am interested in you."

Lu spoke slowly, sensing the man's wariness of her, so she didn't approach immediately, but simply stood at the doorway.

"Interested in me?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, you said your name is Lin Huanwu, but judging from your appearance, could your surname be Chen?"

She smiled sweetly, a slight upturn at the corners of her lips. (End of Chapter)