Three months later, Velin sat by the campfire as usual, processing animal hides, one of the few pleasures he had during breaks from cultivation.
Suddenly, the door was thrown open, and Na staggered inside, covered in blood.
Seeing this, Velin stepped forward to support him, placing a hand against his chest and sending green Battle Qi into him to heal his wounds.
"Cough, cough, cough."
After waking, Na coughed violently a few times and said anxiously, "Teacher, hurry and leave. Someone will be here soon."
"What happened?"
Na's lips moved as though he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, a chaotic clatter of footsteps suddenly came from outside.
"Lie down first. Your teacher will be right back."
Velin laid Na beside the campfire, took down an iron sword, opened the wooden door, and walked outside.
More than forty fully armed soldiers had surrounded the wooden cabin.
Several soldiers stepped aside, opening up a path.
Velin waved the iron sword in his hand and looked up, only to see a handsome young noble slowly appear before him.
"Hand over that Warrior Breathing Method, and I might consider giving the two of you a quick death."
"In all these years, you're the first person who's dared threaten me like this."
Hearing Velin's tone, the young noble's smile vanished. With a blank expression, he said, "Privately possessing iron weapons is a grave crime. Disrespecting a noble is an even graver crime. Seize him, skin him alive, and throw him into the snake pit."
"Yes, Young Master."
The two burly men standing behind the young noble answered loudly.
After saying that, the young noble left the area and retreated to the rear to watch the battle.
A moment later, one of the armored burly men shouted, "Capture him alive and you'll