A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

Although the Golden Wheel Monk never appeared throughout the entire process, Zhang Huai kept a close eye on him. If he caught up with him and encountered the Golden Wheel Monk, although he could escape unscathed, he would probably have to ask Little Dragon Girl for help.

Little Dragon Girl's injuries had not fully recovered at this time, and it would be a loss for her to take action. She was just a small Huo Du, who could not cause any trouble.

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo stopped and walked to Shen Zhibai's side, who was still lying on the ground.

"Brother Zhang, what should we do with this guy?"

Seeing that Huo Du was ignoring him, Shen Zhibai panicked and quickly got up to kowtow.

"Great heroes... Great heroes, spare my life! You two heroes, I know I was wrong!"

Yang Guo ignored his pleas for mercy and asked Zhang Huai, "Brother Zhang, what do you plan to do with this guy?"

Zhang Huai glanced at Shen Zhibai kneeling on the ground, his eyes filled with disgust, and then said, "Break his arms and legs, cripple his martial arts, and throw him into the street."

"Oh?" Yang Guo was a little surprised. He thought Zhang Huai would kill him directly, but he didn't expect him to torture him like this.

Seeing that Yang Guo had some doubts, Zhang Huai explained, "This man not only sided with the Mongols, but also committed many evils, forcibly abducting women and extorting protection money because he has some martial arts skills. Killing him would be too lenient. Breaking his arms and legs would cripple his martial arts, and throwing him into the street would allow someone to deal with him."

Yang Guo nodded in understanding.

Listening to the two discussing how to deal with him, Shen Zhibai's face first showed fear, then turned fierce. He suddenly grabbed the sword that had fallen to the ground and stabbed at Yang Guo, seemingly wanting to take someone down with him before he died.

However, before he could raise his hand, Zhang Huai suddenly brought down the iron bar in his hand, breaking Shen Zhibai's sword-wielding hand. His arm hung limply at a ninety-degree angle.

Zhang Huai simply said coldly, "You're really dishonest, daring to play tricks. I've been keeping an eye on you!"

Yang Guo reacted as well, but he was a step too slow and Zhang Huai got there first.

"He really won't change his ways!"

As the sun sets, the clouds are ignited like wildfire, spreading out into a vast prairie fire.

Shen Zhibai lay on the street, his limbs twisted, groaning in pain.

Gradually, he attracted the attention of the shopkeepers on the street, and passersby also stopped in their tracks.

Everyone gathered around him, pointing and whispering.

"Isn't this Shen Daoren? What's he doing lying here?"

"Looks like their arms and legs were broken?"

"Hmph! Evil people will be punished by Heaven. Let him bully us ordinary people every day. Surely some great hero will pass by and take care of him."

"Exactly!"

Someone started it by throwing a rotten egg at Shen Zhibai's face.

Everyone began to torture the former bully severely. Some punched and kicked him, some spat on him, and some even smeared feces all over his body.

Flies buzzed around him.

Inside the Yihong Courtyard, Yaoyue heard the commotion outside and came out to join in the fun.

She covered her mouth and nose and leaned closer to take a look. She saw that Shen Zhibai had been tortured beyond recognition and was on the verge of death.

Yao Yue felt a surge of pleasure seeing him like this, and listened to the surrounding discussions, saying that it was the work of a great hero.

The image of a man unconsciously surfaced in her mind.

As if she had made up her mind, Yaoyue took out a large silver ingot from her bosom, turned around and walked into the Yihong Courtyard.

Night has fallen, and outside the wooden house, the wind stirs the shadows, while the green bamboo stands tall and graceful.

Inside the wooden cabin, candlelight flickered, radiating warmth.

Yang Guo was feeding Xiaolongnu medicinal soup, while Zhang Huai was eating roast duck, roast goose, and steamed buns he had bought from the market that day.

His mouth was glistening with oil, and he took sips of fine wine every now and then, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Zhang Huai took a large gulp of wine, swallowed his food, and said to Yang Guo, "Brother Yang, did you hear what happened today?"

"What did you hear?" Yang Guo put down the empty bowl he was holding on the table, picked up a duck leg and started eating, while also serving some food to Xiaolongnu. "Auntie, this is delicious."

Little Dragon Girl looked at Yang Guo with a smile, and the two of them together seemed like a divine couple.

Zhang Huai took another bite of the sesame seed cake, chewing as he said, "Today, the people on the street are all calling us heroes."

Yang Guo tore off a large piece of the duck leg, stuffing his mouth full of duck meat.

He glanced at Zhang Huai sideways and said casually, "A... a great hero? He just punished a petty thief on the side, and he deserves to be called a great hero? Then this title of 'hero' has no real value."

He swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty, then picked up the rough bowl and took a large gulp of fine wine. He continued, "I think those so-called heroes are nothing more than fools who use the title to meddle in other people's business and end up with a lot of trouble. Take Uncle Guo Jing, for example. He was clearly a peerless martial artist, but just for the title of 'hero,' he and his wife and daughters defended Xiangyang City to the death, their own lives hanging by a thread. Was it worth it?"

(ps: Just in case readers are unaware, Guo Jing was already defending Xiangyang around the time Yang Guo was born.)

Zhang Huai wasn't surprised by Yang Guo's words; he simply put down his chopsticks and began to speak slowly:

"No, no, Brother Yang, you are too narrow-minded."

Heroes are those who uphold justice and help those in distress; they are the light in the hearts of people in the martial arts world!

If everyone is afraid of trouble, who will address the injustices of this world?

"Let whoever wants to mind, mind their own business." Yang Guo tore off another piece of chicken skin and stuffed it into his mouth. He puffed out his cheeks, pursed his lips, and mumbled, "In my life, Yang Guo only wants to protect those I want to protect and avenge those I should avenge. What great hero or great hero? To me, it's just an empty title, a real burden."

Little Dragon Girl, who had been quietly eating her meal, also raised her eyes slightly upon hearing this.

She held half a wheat cake in her hand, took a small bite, and said, "Guo'er is right."

She put down the wheat cake, gently wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looked at Yang Guo, and said calmly, "Worldly affairs are none of our concern. As long as I'm with Guo'er, that's enough."

"Hehe." Yang Guo happily hugged Xiaolongnu's waist and buried his head in her shoulder. "Auntie understands me best."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huai stopped arguing. He knew that Yang Guo's mindset had not changed yet, but he was Yang Guo, the future Condor Hero.

Even though Zhang Huai's appearance changed some things, Zhang Huai believed that the young man in front of him would still become the revered Condor Hero in the future.

Even if he didn't, once he mastered his divine skills, he would still "beat" Yang Guo into the Condor Hero!

The three of them didn't discuss the topic again, but simply ate their meal and chatted and laughed.

Night fell quickly. After finishing his meal and cleaning up the dishes, Zhang Huai returned to the room the two had prepared for him.

He stopped thinking about anything else and soon fell into a deep sleep.