The journey to Huai Du was long.
Along the way, Qin Shuang and the other two devoted themselves to cultivating their techniques and strengthening themselves.
Han Wu alone had no need to.
With Shun helping him cultivate, he could play around without a care in the world.
With nothing better to do, Han Wu often stood on the deck and admired the scenery along both banks.
From time to time, he also took out his divine weapon, White Blade · Peerless, to show it off.
It was not that Han Wu loved flaunting himself.
This was merely one way for him to increase his own strength.
White Blade · Peerless had a peculiar form, like flawless white jade.
Even those who knew nothing of martial arts could tell at a glance that it was a treasure, a rare treasure beyond compare.
As for true experts, they could sense the aura White Blade · Peerless inadvertently gave off and recognize its power.
For that reason, quite a few people had set their sights on Han Wu.
Some of them were genuine bandits, making their living by killing people and robbing goods.
Others had simply been tempted by wealth.
They had no understanding whatsoever of how high-end hunters often appeared in the guise of prey.
Thus, every last one of them was drained dry by Han Wu and tossed into the water.
No one knew what had truly happened.
They only knew that the waterways had been far from peaceful lately.
That day, Han Wu was showing off White Blade · Peerless on the deck as usual.
A pleasure boat passed beside him.
A young brother and sister stood on that boat's deck.
The older brother looked mature and steady. Holding a folding fan, he exuded an easy, elegant air.
The younger