Intimidation

As Lu Li spoke, he tilted his head slightly and looked toward the woman above him, who believed she had concealed her presence well.

The instant Wu Fengshui on the rooftop met the gaze of the man below, a chill ran down her spine. The danger sensor in her mind screamed wildly, making her want to flee.

She had never felt this way around anyone before. Not even her brother Wu Rei'an, hailed as a genius of the Wu Clan, gave off such overwhelming pressure. The man below was—extremely dangerous!

An assassin's discipline kept the hand holding her sniper rifle steady, but her palm was already drenched in sweat. Though she had clearly aimed at the man's head, the alarms blaring in her mind made it impossible for her to pull the trigger.

Just who was this wanted criminal called Lu Li?

Ding—

Lu Li flicked his finger, snapping the dagger held before him. Half the blade spun through the air at tremendous speed toward the elevated area on the other side, lodging with astonishing precision in the trigger of a sniper rifle.

On that rooftop, a young Wu Clan sniper who had nearly succumbed to the pressure and fired stared at the jammed trigger, cold sweat streaming down his face. The other party had not even cut his finger!

Lu Li did not look toward the rooftop. He merely smiled kindly. "Don't let your hands shake. If your gun goes off by accident, quite a few of you will die."

After several seconds of eerie silence, the young man standing before Lu Li finally raised a hand. The people beside him withdrew at his signal, and the three snipers on the rooftop lowered their rifles as well.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, composed himself, and said, "Mr. Lu, we were discourteous."

Sure enough, strength was truth.

If Lu Li had merely been an ordinary wanted criminal, the Wu Clan would have arrested him and sent him to prison today. But he had proven his strength, and only the strong earned respect.

He could have killed someone just now, but instead, he had used an even more difficult method to jam the trigger of the person about to fire, defusing the conflict without a word.

The young man from the Wu Clan patrol was no fool. Continuing to fight would be failing to appreciate kindness.

"You are indeed a powerful martial artist. The Wu Clan welcomes you for an exchange of martial arts. We still have patrol duties to attend to, so she will take you to the main family."

As the young man spoke, a woman in her twenties emerged from the building. She was one of the snipers from above.

She was tall and slender, wearing a black tactical vest that exposed the defined lines of her abdomen. Below it were hot pants and black thigh-high stockings, fully displaying her graceful yet athletic figure.

"Hello, Mr. Lu. I'm Wu Fengshui. You can just call me Fengshui."

Wu Fengshui introduced herself as she observed the man named Lu Li from up close. Yet she no longer seemed to feel the same danger as before.

But she did not believe her danger radar had given a false alarm. It could only mean that the man before her had reached the level of controlling his aura and killing intent at will.

In that instant earlier, this man called Lu Li had likely been prepared to make enemies of them all. That was why he had made her tremble with fear.

"Hello, Miss Fengshui. It's best that we cleared up the misunderstanding. I have visited the Wu Family before, and I had always heard that you place great importance on etiquette here. For a moment, I thought I had come to the wrong place."

Lu Li said with a smile. He was not making it up. The identity arranged for him by End Space held up well under scrutiny. Aside from giving him a chance to obtain the identity of a Kengan fighter from the start, his background was also worth tracing.

He really had been smuggled from a small country into Japan, but he himself had been born in that great eastern nation. According to his identity records, he had also dealt with the Wu Family there in his younger days.

"How embarrassing. Mr. Lu, please follow me. As for the martial arts exchange, we must first ask the clan head."

Wu Fengshui felt somewhat ashamed after hearing Lu Li's words. Mainly because her clan consisted of assassins, they often kept tabs on dangerous individuals. After Lu Li became wanted, they had investigated his records and concluded that he was a "thrill killer."

The records showed that Lu Li had initially clashed with a snakehead because he could not pay the fee. After killing the snakehead, he could clearly have left, but he had not. Instead, he had slaughtered everyone in that organization, using extremely cruel methods.

To them, such a person was far too dangerous to be allowed to wander around Wu Village freely.

Though it sounded strange coming from assassins, very few members of the Wu Clan were perverts who enjoyed killing. Killing was merely work, a business. Who could truly enjoy their work?

Other than missions assigned by clients, the Wu Clan did not kill people in their daily lives. On the contrary, they valued order greatly.

Of course, a big forest had all kinds of birds, and there would always be exceptions. Her brother Wu Rei'an was one obvious example—a blatant psychopath. Killing gave him pleasure. Though he was a genius within the Wu Clan, he was also a notorious problem child.

"Mr. Lu, could you take a side path with me?"

As she led the way, Wu Fengshui asked hesitantly.

"Oh? Would there be a problem with taking the main road?"

Lu Li asked curiously. Wu Fengshui did not seem like she was leading him into an ambush, so why take a detour?

"I have an older brother. He is usually up ahead, and his temper isn't very good. I'm afraid you two will start fighting right away."

Wu Fengshui explained. She had only remembered this while walking. In her view, a dangerous powerhouse like Lu Li absolutely could not meet her brother.

At the very least, they could not meet without the clan head there to restrain them. Otherwise, it would definitely turn into a bloody incident.

The news that a powerful martial artist had arrived at Wu Village had already spread. Given the speed at which her clan passed intelligence, every member of the Wu Clan in the city probably knew by now. Her brother might even be searching for Lu Li at this very moment.

If Rei'an, with his explosive temper, learned that Lu Li had intimidated the patrol in the street, he would likely find an excuse to kill Lu Li in the name of bolstering the Wu Clan's prestige.

Wu Fengshui believed Lu Li was strong, but her brother was also monstrously strong. If they fought, the consequences would be impossible to predict.

"Oh, that sounds interesting. I came here to spar with your clan in martial arts. If your brother is strong, then sparring with him would suit me perfectly."

Lu Li said with a smile. Of course, he knew who Wu Fengshui's brother was. Wu Rei'an, the Wu Clan genius capable of releasing one hundred percent of his potential, was a hotheaded man who enjoyed slaughter. Setting his character aside, his strength was indeed among the highest in this world.

In the original story, Wu Rei'an had faced Tokita Ohma in the second match of the Kengan Death Tournament and was ultimately defeated by the protagonist, Tokita Ohma. But that did not mean he was weaker than Ohma.

Wu Rei'an had been too arrogant. He insisted on crushing Tokita Ohma with raw stats, but Ohma also possessed a skill similar to Release, Possessing Spirit. In the end, Ohma seized an opportunity and turned the fight around with technique.

But in truth, Wu Rei'an had not even used the many techniques of the Wu Clan. He had completely thrown the fight away himself.

Because the Wu Clan's Release had fewer side effects than Possessing Spirit, a talented individual like Rei'an could use it almost freely. If Ohma, who had to burn his life just to barely activate Possessing Spirit, truly fought Rei'an to the death, the outcome would be difficult to predict.

"No... Mr. Lu, you should hurry and come with me. The clan grounds are right ahead."

Wu Fengshui's expression was grim. She truly did not want to see her brother fight Lu Li. Though she also thought her brother was an asshole, her instincts told her that if Rei'an faced Lu Li, he might very well die!

Without waiting to see whether Lu Li agreed, Wu Fengshui grabbed his hand and ran forward. Before long, they reached the clan grounds.

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that the clan head would probably send the more composed and powerful "Demon-Child Crier," Wu Horis, to fight Lu Li, a voice made her nerves tense once more.

"Yo, you were hard to find."

The voice came from atop the Torii. A powerfully built young man with short pale blond hair crouched above it, showing no reverence whatsoever for the gods.

His black eyes stared at Lu Li like a beast that had found its prey, his killing intent utterly undisguised.

"Rei'an! Don't do anything rash before meeting the clan head!"

Fine beads of sweat covered Wu Fengshui's forehead as she shouted.

With both hands in his pockets, Wu Rei'an jumped down from the Torii, which stood five or six meters high, and landed before Lu Li and Wu Fengshui.

The muscles of his upper body stretched his white tank top taut, while the exposed muscles on his arms bulged in dense cords, leaving no doubt about the power within. This was the Wu Clan's Demon—even many within the clan feared him.