During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

If a person is speaking and their head suddenly flies off, how would the people around them feel?

Instead of answering Li Ji's words, the dozen or so military officers burst into laughter.

After they finished laughing, a burly military officer glared at Li Ji and said, "Kid, I think you're... tired of living."

Before the officer could finish speaking, his head was already flying through the air.

Those around him only saw Li Ji wave his hand, and a light blue, rapidly spinning water blade flew out, followed by a large, fine head shooting into the sky.

The Baiyue people, who had been numb, were filled with disbelief when they saw this scene. The Korean military officer who had always beaten and scolded them was dead.

Dying so easily, like an ant being stepped on.

Some officers, their faces splattered with blood, cried out in terror:

"Sorcery, this is sorcery..."

"Let's attack together. This kind of sorcery definitely has limitations; it might only be able to be used once."

Several officers, however, refused to believe it and drew their swords, slashing at Li Ji.

Several more water blades flew out.

The officers who had just spoken and those who had rushed towards Li Ji were all instantly decapitated.

Now no officer dared to move.

One second, the most familiar companion beside him was rushing forward, and the next second, his companion's head fell to the ground.

Even the most ruthless military officers who usually treated the Baiyue people were now silent with fear.

"I'll ask you one more time, who beat him up like this?"

Li Ji held Wu Yun in his arms, his gaze sweeping over the remaining dozen or so military officers.

A military officer swallowed hard and said, "This kid tried to escape a few days ago, but our men caught him and gave him a beating."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yun struggled in Li Ji's arms for a moment, coughed, and said, "It's because you didn't give me food that I wanted to run away."

However, Li Ji had no interest in hearing this. He said expressionlessly, "I will count to ten. If no one steps forward by then, you will all be buried with him."

"ten."

"Nine."

Li Ji had just counted twice when a military officer of medium build, dressed in a purple robe, ran out without looking back.

"Is it him?" Li Ji asked Wu Yun in his arms.

Wu Yun nodded slightly.

Li Ji casually swung a water blade, severing both legs of the fleeing purple-robed officer at the root.

Then, with a change of heart, a large, water-shaped hand appeared and dragged the purple-robed military officer from the ground.

The man's agonizing screams echoed in everyone's hearts.

The water-shaped giant hand did not stop until it locked the purple-robed military officer in a wooden cage before disappearing.

A short, stout, and bloated military officer looked at the two long trails of blood on the ground, and then at the bloodied and mangled purple-robed officer in the wooden cage. He trembled with fear.

That's a really vicious method.

With his legs gone, he was locked in that wooden cage, meant to bleed to death and wail in agony.

Just when the short, stout officer thought the matter was over, a dense barrage of water blades swept over the remaining officers.

Even in death, the short, stout officer did not understand why he and his men had died.

Li Ji, carrying Wu Yun, left the village.

He wasn't a good guy who came to support the boy; he was a killer from the Luowang organization who came to fulfill his promise.

Good people have to consider many things, but he only needs to consider eliminating any worries.

The immediate priority is to heal Wu Yun's injuries. He has already used his Ming Shui True Qi to temporarily seal Wu Yun's wounds.

However, herbal remedies are needed to cure the condition.

Li Ji noticed that Yan Lingji and Bai Du Wang had been silent ever since they entered the village.

The two even hid from the Baiyue people in the village, hiding in the trees and refusing to come down.

What exactly are they hiding from?

On one side were the descendants of the Baiyue people who had become Koreans. Although they were of low social status, they could still be considered Koreans.

On the other hand, there were wanted criminals in South Korea who wanted to revive the Baiyue people, which naturally made them unacceptable to South Korea.

This is precisely the biggest point of contention between the two sides.

The Baiyue people may hope that Yan Lingji and the others succeed, but in reality, they do not want to have anything to do with these wanted criminals.

While Yan Lingji and others were working hard for the revival of Baiyue, they also hated the Baiyue people who had forgotten their grievances against their homeland and easily surrendered to the enemy.

However, the Baiyue people had been destroyed for more than ten years, so it was all in vain to do anything.

Li Ji hoped that Yan Lingji and Bai Du Wang would see this clearly.

He didn't want his "weapon" to have any other ideas.

Li Ji took some herbs from the King of Poisons, intending to treat Wu Yun's injuries.

In his opinion, everything else was fine, but Wu Yun's broken leg injury had been left untreated for too long, and he might become a cripple in the future.

Li Ji carried Wu Yun to a riverbank, preparing to clean his wounds.

But when Li Ji touched Wu Yun's body, he felt something smooth and soft.

Li Ji's face darkened.

He misjudged her; she was actually a young girl.

He clearly remembered that Ling Ji said she had a younger brother, not a younger sister.

Li Ji sized up the girl on the ground and asked coldly, "You're not Ling Ji's brother. Who are you then?"

Wu Yun leaned against the rock, looked up at Li Ji, and whispered, "I am Wu Yun, Wu Ling's younger sister."

Upon hearing this answer, Li Ji turned and left.

Ling Ji, or rather these two sisters, had deceived him once again.

Seeing that Li Ji was about to leave, Wu Yun hurriedly grabbed Li Ji's ankle.

"Please don't leave me. Even though I'm a woman, I can do anything for you: start a fire, cook, wash clothes, chop wood, and so on."

Wu Yun was pale; she was afraid that Li Ji would abandon her.

When she was about to die, in her most desperate moment, the person in front of her appeared out of nowhere and saved her.

Wu Yun would never forget the warmth she felt in Li Ji's arms in the village.

However, Li Ji did not intend to abandon Wu Yun. He simply wanted to find Yan Ling Ji to heal the girl in front of him because of the difference between men and women.

But she misunderstood him.

Li Ji had no choice but to patiently explain, "I'll find someone else to treat your injuries, so please let me go first."

He was being held by the ankle, and if he tried to break free, he might hurt the other person.

However, Wu Yun shook her head upon hearing this, fearing that he was saying it on purpose to abandon her.

Li Ji remained silent.

He had no choice but to pick up Wu Yun and take her with him to find Yan Ling Ji.

When Yan Lingji saw Wu Yun clinging tightly to Li Ji, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

This was because when the wound was being cleaned, some of the dirt on Wu Yun's face was washed away.

Wu Yun's large eyes were bright and moist, her nose was small and straight, and her hair was slightly wet and stuck to her neck. All the heroic spirit she had shown when she was dressed as a man had faded away, leaving only the delicate and fragile nature of a young girl.

Upon seeing this, Yan Lingji immediately realized that Lingji's so-called younger brother was actually a girl.

Yan Lingji sneered, "Young man, you're quite charming. Your older sister died for you, and now your younger sister acts like she can't live without you."