Simultaneous Time Travel: Living in the Primordial World, Freebies Welcome!

"Hmph! What a clown, daring to spout such nonsense!"

Qian Chen snorted coldly, casually setting down his teacup. His eyes lowered, a hint of disdain flashing in them. "Want to seek justice? You pig-dog wretch, you dare to talk about justice?"

He finished speaking.

Eyes slightly closed.

His fingertips tapped lightly on the desk.

"Pingzhi, how long until Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan Sect's retirement ceremony?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Pingzhi closed his eyes, counted on his fingers for a moment, and then replied, "The Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony is scheduled to be held at 2:45 AM on the 28th of April, which is still seven days away."

Qian Chen nodded slightly and smiled, "Seven days is enough! Since Yu Canghai wants justice, let's go all the way and personally deliver it to him!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Lin Pingzhi's eyes. He had been thinking about avenging Shi Biaotou and the others!

"Alright! I'll arrange the travel arrangements right away!"

As he was about to turn and leave, he heard Qian Chen suddenly call out to him, "Pingzhi, wait a moment."

Lin Pingzhi stopped in his tracks in response.

"Is there anything else you need, brother?"

Qian Chen slowly sat up straight and smiled, "How are the preparations for the sword appreciation tournament going?"

"Replying to elder brother, the invitations from all the sects and factions have been sent out, and judging by the time, they should have all been delivered."

"My father is in charge of the specific preparations for the conference. All the necessary materials have been prepared. The venue is currently under construction and is expected to be completed in about half a month."

At this point, Lin Pingzhi paused, pondered for a moment, and then cautiously said, "To be honest, it was my oversight. I was so focused on Yu Canghai's matter that I forgot to inform you, brother..."

"Oh? Is there anything else special?" Qian Chen raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this, clearly intrigued.

"Here's the thing... Since the invitation to the heroes was issued, news about our Fuwei Escort Agency's plan to hold a sword appreciation tournament on June 18th has gradually spread throughout the martial arts world. Although the major sects haven't set off yet, some wandering swordsmen who roam the martial arts world have already gathered in Fuzhou..."

"The soldiers guarding the gates say that recently there have been many unfamiliar faces in Fuzhou, as well as some strangely dressed individuals of dubious origin. Father is worried, thinking that these people might cause trouble..."

Qian Chen smiled slightly, walked slowly to the window, opened it, and gazed into the distance, as if trying to take in the entire city of Fuzhou. "Oh, that's the situation! Go back and tell Lao Lin that I already know, and that he can rest assured!"

As he spoke, he sighed softly, as if talking to himself: "Dead men, I suppose, are never truly at peace..."

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The night is deep.

A hazy, waning moon hung in the sky.

Under the pale moonlight, the light footsteps were almost inaudible. A somewhat comical figure swept through the night without making a sound, quickly approaching the Fuwei Escort Agency.

This man was short and stout, with a hunched back and an extremely sinister face. He was exceptionally agile and silently evaded all the patrolling guards, disappearing into the dark night.

"A sword appreciation tournament? Heh, that's interesting!"

Mu Gaofeng, hidden in the night, scrutinized the mansion before him with a burning gaze and a mocking smile on his lips.

Although he was ugly, he was a skilled martial artist and a well-known evil master in the martial arts world of the northern frontier. Naturally, he looked down on the reputation of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

If Lin Yuantu hadn't made a name for himself in the martial arts world of Southwest China back then, Mu Gaofeng wouldn't have bothered to even glance at the Fuwei Escort Agency signboard when walking down the street.

However, the reputation of the Seventy-Two Styles of Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is undeniable. Even though Mu Gaofeng was far away in the northern frontier, he had heard of the power of this sword technique and longed to master it.

"Lin Zhennan invited all the major sects to appreciate the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual. I really don't know where he got the audacity?"

Mu Gaofeng's gaze was deep and thoughtful as he muttered to himself, "I've traveled at breakneck speed all the way here, so I should be the first to arrive in Fuzhou. Today, I'll see just how good Lin Zhennan really is."

call--

The hunchbacked figure leaped into the air, performed a somersault, and cleared the courtyard wall of the Fuwei Escort Agency, stealthily making his way deeper into the courtyard into the darkness.

"I'd long heard that the Fuwei Escort Agency had businesses all over the world and was incredibly wealthy. Now that I've seen it, they truly are a rich, powerful tycoon!"

Mu Gaofeng's face twitched, he rolled his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm with extremely poor manners, "Ugh!"

"But what I hate most are these grand, wealthy families. Their courtyards have countless houses, and you can't find a single person..."

After internally complaining, Mu Gaofeng suppressed his frustration and resisted the urge to show up and cause a scene.

He has always believed in one principle.

That means we absolutely will not do business at a loss!

It is still unclear what Lin Zhennan's true strength is, and since he is inside the Fuwei Escort Agency, he could be beaten up by a mob at any time. Naturally, Mu Gaofeng would not put himself in danger.

He concealed himself in the darkness of the night, and after confirming that the patrolling guards had all passed, he lightly leaped up and landed on the roof with a soft thud.

Looking out from a high vantage point, the view expands instantly.

Look ahead.

A completely different-looking attic came into view.

Mu Gaofeng lowered his body and cautiously peeked out to observe silently. "Huh? This pavilion in front is brightly lit, and there are guards protecting it day and night. It must be an important place for the Lin family."

"With such tight security, there must be something extraordinary inside. Could the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual be hidden here?"

Thinking of this, Mu Gaofeng's eyes lit up.

"Hehehe~ It's truly my good fortune to have this opportunity!"

He was overjoyed, his wrinkled old face beamed with joy, his eyes gleaming, his excitement overflowing.

"Today I'd like to have a sneak peek at the legendary Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and see just how exquisite it is."

Having already made up his mind, Mu Gaofeng flipped over and landed lightly and silently. With a slight hunch, he moved quickly along the wall and headed straight for the attic.

He's very fast!

With a few quick movements, the destination was right in front of us.

Be careful to avoid the guards on duty around the area.

Taking advantage of the darkness, they crept directly to the corner of the attic wall.

Mu Gaofeng, as expected of a seasoned veteran of the martial world, did not act rashly. Instead, he crouched in a corner, listening intently to the sounds coming from the attic.

He twitched his ears slightly, and based on his extensive experience in the martial arts world, he instantly concluded: "Judging from the breathing, there should only be one person in the attic! The breathing is steady and powerful, clearly indicating a martial arts master who has cultivated internal energy; it must be Lin Zhennan!"

Mu Gaofeng was overjoyed, becoming even more certain that this was the place where the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual was hidden. He then leaped into the air onto the upper floor, gripping the hilt of the camel sword tightly, ready to deliver a grand gift to "Lin Zhennan" inside the pavilion...