Tang Rao was startled by the voice from behind.
"Old man, you're pretty impressive, huh? I thought I could find a quiet place to stay for a couple of days, how did you manage to pop up again?"
Tang Rao turned around and saw, Huo Zhen?
Huo Zhen was wielding a gigantic blade over ten meters long, heading straight toward Tang Rao.
Tang Rao suddenly remembered an old joke: I wield a sixteen-meter-long blade, allowing you fifteen meters to run.
Huo Zhen's entrance was just like that.
"I've been waiting for you for so long, not just to chat with you but to exact my revenge."
Huo Zhen, getting on in years, didn't bother to put on a false front, and swung the huge blade directly toward Tang Rao.
"Wouldn't you give a heads-up before making a move? Going straight into it is not quite our usual style."
As he spoke, another slash came toward Tang Rao.
Although it didn't touch Tang Rao's skin, he could feel the burning heat on it.
