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At the critical moment, Bai Zhi's longsword finally arrived, barely managing to block Lin Feng's knife.

Lin Feng's strike was powerful and heavy. Although Bai Zhi managed to block it, her arm went numb from the impact, and she had to take two steps back.

The sword formation paused for a moment.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Lin Feng darted out from the gap like a ghost, and with a backhand slash, swept away the three white-clad women who were rushing towards Bai Zhi!

With a flash of light, all three longswords were severed! The three men cried out in alarm and retreated, their clothes torn open by the blade's energy, blood seeping out.

"Form ranks!" Bai Zhi steadied herself and shouted sharply.

The remaining women in white regrouped, but their formation had disintegrated and their power greatly diminished.

Lin Feng gave them no chance, his longsword transforming into a whirlwind, maneuvering swiftly and powerfully within the formation.

Within ten moves, four more women in white had their swords thrown from their hands, their arms injured, and they staggered back.

Bai Zhi gritted her teeth, brandished her longsword, and transformed it into three sword shadows, stabbing Lin Feng from above, middle, and below! Her swordsmanship was exquisite, and her aura was chilling.

This is her signature move, "Three Variations on Plum Blossom in Winter," which she used to kill many masters.

A glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. Without retreating or dodging, he slashed straight down with his longsword! He used brute force to overcome skill!

"clang!"

The swords clashed again! Bai Zhi felt an overwhelming force surge towards her, her hand throbbed with pain, and she almost dropped her sword.

She staggered backward, her chest heaving, her face turning pale.

Lin Feng also took a step back, but immediately steadied himself, pointing the tip of his knife diagonally.

"Miss Bai, do you still want to play?" he said calmly.

Bai Zhi stared intently at him, her eyes flashing with resentment, but even more so with shock.

"Lin Feng, do you really want to be an enemy of my White-Clad Guards?" she said through gritted teeth.

"It is you who chose to be my enemy." Lin Feng sheathed his sword.

"Miss Bai, go back and tell your superiors. I, Lin Feng, am protecting Bai Xiaohe. If she continues to cause trouble, next time it won't be as simple as just breaking the formation."

Bai Zhi's expression shifted, finally giving a cold snort: "Fine! Lin Feng, I'll remember this humiliation. But this matter won't end here. The White-Clad Guards never fail to get back what they want!"

She waved her hand: "Let's go!"

The women in white helped their injured companion to his feet and quickly retreated, disappearing into the depths of the mass grave.

Lin Feng knew that things wouldn't end so simply.

The White-Clad Guards will not let this go easily; next time, those who come will likely be more than just Bai Zhi's level.

Lin Feng returned to the inn. He first went to the room he shared with Su Wanyue, and listened carefully. The breathing inside was even; Su Wanyue seemed to be asleep.

He went to Bai Xiaohe's room again, but there was no sound of breathing inside.

His heart sank, and he gently pushed open the door.

The room was empty, the windows were wide open, the night wind was blowing in, and the bed was neatly made, clearly no one had slept there.

Bai Xiaohe has disappeared.

Lin Feng's eyes turned cold as he turned and returned to his room, waking Su Wanyue.

"Xiaohe is missing. Pack your things, we're leaving right away."

"Xiao He is missing?" Su Wanyue's expression changed, and she quickly got up and dressed.

The two packed a few things, and Lin Feng went to wake up Lao Zhao.

Just as the three of them stepped out of the backyard of the inn, a figure suddenly appeared at the alley entrance.

Under the moonlight, Bai Xiaohe, dressed in a simple light green dress and carrying a small bundle, stood at the alley entrance, quietly watching them. Her face no longer held the delicate timidity of the past, only a calm and resolute expression.

"Xiao He?" Su Wanyue exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't go over there." Lin Feng grabbed her, his gaze sharp as he stared at Bai Xiaohe. "Where did you go?"

"Bai Zhi has come in person." A hint of pain flashed in Bai Xiaohe's eyes.

"She won't let me go. My presence with you will only drag you down. Besides... there are some things I have to face on my own."

"You're going back?" Su Wanyue asked urgently. "Xiao He, you can't go back! They'll kill you!"

"If I don't go back, I'll die anyway," Bai Xiaohe said with a bitter smile.

"Then let's fight," Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

"Since we can't avoid it, why not fight to the death? Come with us to the north. Once we're in my territory, the White-Clad Guards might not dare to make a move."

Bai Xiaohe shook her head: "Brother Lin, I appreciate your kindness. But I don't want to drag anyone else into this."

She bowed deeply to the two of them and said, "Farewell. If fate allows, we shall meet again in the world of martial arts."

After saying that, she turned to leave.

"Wait a minute." Lin Feng called out to her, took a step forward, and stared into her eyes.

"If you still have a shred of courage and want to live for yourself even once, then come with me."

He held out his hand: "I'm asking you one last time, are you going or staying?"

Bai Xiaohe looked at his outstretched hand, then at Su Wanyue, who nodded gently but firmly to her.

Tears finally welled up in her eyes.

She placed her hand in Lin Feng's palm and held it tightly.

"I'll go with you! Brother Lin, from this day forward, my life, Bai Xiaohe's life, belongs to you!"

The carriage drove out of the North Gate, disappearing into the vast night, and headed north.

As the sun began to set, a fork in the road appeared ahead.

Old Zhao reined in his horse and turned back to ask, "Master Lin, the road to the left is the official road to 'Luoyan Town,' which is flatter but takes a longer route and will add an extra day to the journey. The road to the right is a mountain path, which is closer but difficult to travel."

Lin Feng glanced at the sky, then looked at the mountain path to his right. "Let's take the mountain path. We'll find a place to rest before dark."

After another hour of travel, it grew dark. In the valley ahead, the outlines of several thatched huts could be faintly seen, with wisps of smoke rising from their chimneys.

The four of them went into the village and found a house to stay in.

During the meal, Lin Feng asked the old man, "Old man, is this area still peaceful?"

The old man sighed, "Peace? In this world, there's no such thing as peace..."

He lowered his voice and pointed to the west, "There are bandits over there, from Black Wind Stronghold! A few days ago they came down the mountain and robbed the neighboring village of their grain and injured people."

"Black Wind Stronghold?" Lin Feng's eyes narrowed. It's them again. It seems this bandit gang operates over a considerable area.

"The government has tried to eradicate them several times, but they haven't been able to wipe them out completely. Instead, the number of them has only increased." The old man shook his head.

"If it weren't for my old age and the lack of any remaining income, I'm afraid I would also..."

Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats suddenly came from outside the village, growing louder as they approached!

Immediately following were the woman's cries and the man's angry curses!

"What's going on?" Su Wanyue's expression changed.

Lin Feng got up, walked to the window, and looked out through the broken window.

Three or four riders rushed in from the village entrance, followed by several men dressed in ravenous clothes with fierce faces, carrying knives.

They were chasing a disheveled young woman with messy hair and clothes.

"Help! Help me!" the woman cried out.

Hearing the commotion, the villagers quickly closed their doors and windows, and no one dared to come out.

"They're bandits from Black Wind Stronghold!" The old man exclaimed, his face turning pale. "Quick! Hide!"

Just as the woman was about to be caught, she tripped and fell to the ground.

A bandit jumped off his horse, grinning maliciously, and grabbed her hair: "Run? Try running again! Let's see where you can run to!"

"Let me go! Help!" the woman cried out as she struggled.

"Stop!" a clear shout rang out.