On a peak of Kunlun Mountain, Lin Fei is descending.
At twenty years old, he stands one seventy-five meters tall, a bit frail, dressed in a black Tang suit, and wearing black cloth shoes.
From head to toe, he appears simple and unpretentious.
This time coming down the mountain, his grandfather wants him to head south, to Huadu, the largest city in the south, for matchmaking.
The travel bag in his hand is filled with marriage proposals sent to his grandfather by the ten prestigious families of Huadu.
This is Lin Fei's first time going so far, and also his first visit to a southern metropolis.
Before leaving, his grandfather told him that if he fancies a miss from any prestigious family in the south, he should bring her back for marriage. If all ten misses fancy him, then bring them all back.
However, his beautiful and sexy senior sister, who trained martial arts and medicine with him in Kunlun, warned him to cancel all marriages with the ten prestigious families once he gets to the south.
"Sigh, if I had not peeked at my senior sister back then, I could now marry a wealthy and beautiful woman and lead a happy life," Lin Fei sighed helplessly.
Remembering years ago, Lin Fei was caught peeking at his senior sister at the back mountain pond. His senior sister forced him to vow he would only love her and no other woman.
Not that being responsible for his captivating senior sister wouldn't be okay, but where in the world could things be so easy?
Who knew this captivating senior sister was exceedingly domineering, often beating Lin Fei till he was woefully crying for mercy?
If not for his born unique quality and miraculous ability, he might have been brutalized to death by his senior sister.
So this time, Lin Fei is supposedly going south to matchmake by his grandfather's orders, but he's really going south to cancel the proposals.
Otherwise, his senior sister certainly wouldn't let him off.
Descending the peak, the woods resonate with melodious bird chirping, making Lin Fei envious: Oh birds, how lucky you are, singing freely in the woods and flying without bound in the sky, unlike me whose happiness and freedom have been snatched away by my senior sister.
Just as Lin Fei was lost in thought, profoundly sad, a woman's distress call suddenly rang from the forest ahead: "Help! Help!~~~"
The urgency in the woman's plea instantly alerted Lin Fei, causing him to wonder: This is Kunlun Mountain's depths, with no settlements for miles; even travelers seldom venture here.
How could there be a woman's cry for help?
Lin Fei promptly grabs his bag and darts forward like an arrow towards the woods.
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"Hehe, Li Ruyan, even if you scream till your voice cracks, nobody will come to rescue you in this deserted wilderness."
"Huadu's first ice beauty, who would've thought you'd end up in the hands of us four burly men, hahaha..."
"Li Ruyan, I heard you married the Zhang family's eldest son, and within three days, he died in a car accident, leaving you untouched, hehe..."
Four men dressed in black suits, wearing sinister smiles, fixated on a woman.
The woman, around twenty-three years old, clad in casual sportswear, has a breathtakingly beautiful, delicate face like pear blossoms, paper-white, constantly retreating.
Four men advanced relentlessly.
Li Ruyan furrowed her brows; a vague headache coupled with dizziness suddenly overwhelmed her.
In a flash, she recalled drinking mineral water offered by those four men—it must be drugged!
"You... spiked the water?" she glared angrily at the four men.
"Hehe, the Zhang family's second son gave us this drug."
"Hahaha, hehe." The four men burst into snide laughter.
The Zhang family's second son?
Turns out to be him!
Li Ruyan, drenched in sweat, bit her lip, yet couldn't withstand the intensifying dizziness, her head heavy, feet light, she collapsed onto the ground full of dead leaves.
Before losing consciousness, she noticed a young man dressed in black, carrying a bag, entering the woods. Using her last strength, she called to him for help, "Save me..."
After those words, Li Ruyan fell unconscious.
The person entering the woods was Lin Fei.
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The four men were stunned, evidently not expecting anyone else in these deep woods.
Nonetheless, seeing only one Lin Fei and no others, their expressions instantly turned smug and their gazes sharp.
"Where's this kid from? If you don't want to die, disappear immediately," warned the man with a black mole on his brow fiercely.
But Lin Fei ignored him, squatted down, and placed his hand on the unconscious Li Ruyan's left wrist, finding her pulse erratic—as if drugged.
However, Lin Fei discovered no damage on Li Ruyan's surface, and she wouldn't face immediate life-threatening danger.
So Lin Fei stood up, gazed at the four aggressive men, and said, "Four thugs bullying one woman, plus using such shady means as drugs—worse than beasts—and now that I've stumbled upon it, I can't ignore it."
The four men furiously reacted to Lin Fei's derogatory remarks.
Judging Lin Fei's height of one seventy-five meters, appearing frail, clearly not a martial arts master.
Yet each of them exceeding one eighty meters with bulging muscles, skilled in martial arts, how could they mind Lin Fei?
"Courting death!" spat the mole-browed man on the ground, and said to the other three, "Handle this kid, then take care of the woman."
The other three nodded, shush shush shush, their hands flashed with bright daggers, then together they lunged at Lin Fei.
Facing four vicious attackers with daggers, Lin Fei remained calm as water, inwardly disdainful: The daggers lack inner qi; blades like this couldn't even cut my skin. They're merely samurai-level at best!
Just as the sharp daggers neared Lin Fei within a foot, Lin Fei's calm demeanor suddenly exploded with sharp brilliance like Thunder bursting—his originally serene presence transformed into terrifying momentum.
Like a dragon across the waters, like a tiger out the gate!
The four men wielding daggers, intimidated by Lin Fei's terrifying surge of momentum, hesitated briefly in their attack.
At this moment, Lin Fei attacked, quick as lightning—cut, grab, twist—followed by bones snapping crisply—crackling sounded.
The four men screamed horribly, "Ahhh!~~~~"
Their wrists snapped; their daggers fell into Lin Fei's possession.
Disarming white weapons bare-handed!
Next, Lin Fei clutched a dagger in each hand, striking again—scraping sparkled; the chilling flash encloses the four thugs.
Hair strands fell continually, fragments of clothes scattered; amid the blade and sword light, the four men shrieked incessantly, "Ahhh!~~~~"
Blade glitter ceased, killing intent receded.
Hair and clothing fragments littered the ground.
Now observing the four men—heads shaved clean, clothes slashed to shreds amidst blade flashes.
Upon each of their chests were bleeding words, "I am a beast."
The blood-letter size and spot were identical across their chests—the precision of their sword skill appeared custom-fit, their slash wounds appallingly visible.
Had those gashes been any deeper, they'd be corpses by now.
All four men shivered uncontrollably, faces pale, cold sweat pouring—as if they'd gone through Hell's gate.
Hair shaved, clothes shredded, marked chests—the entire process executed in one breath by Lin Fei, and it was breathtaking.
Ordinary daggers in his hands held overwhelming Thunder-like, supernatural power!
Lin Fei left the mark on their chests to let others know they were beasts.