A manor lay in the outskirts, surrounded by verdant mountains and clear waters, with scarcely a soul in sight. It was indeed an excellent place for cultivation.
Lin Shuguang was brought into the manor. He saw quite a few guards inside and out, and had to admit that the manor's owner had gone to great expense.
He was then led into a Training Ground. In the distance, a figure was practicing swordsmanship, the sword howling as the sounds of slaughter rolled through the air.
"Brother Xu." The young man who had brought Lin Shuguang over respectfully called out.
The young man practicing swordsmanship sheathed his weapon at the sound, the lingering note scattering like the tail of thunder.
Only after he turned around did Lin Shuguang get a clear look at him.
The man had sword-shaped brows and bright, starry eyes. His gaze was as sharp as lightning, and he was probably someone accustomed to giving orders.
Yet he was not as overbearing as Lin Shuguang had imagined. He merely sized Lin Shuguang up casually, then smiled.
"You're even younger than I imagined. If not for Zhou Ye's matter, I probably never would have imagined that someone your age could defeat an expert trained by the Guardian Institute."
Lin Shuguang looked at him just as casually, his gaze sweeping over the weapon rack before him. Every weapon was a real blade or spear, and the materials looked extraordinary as well. They must have cost a considerable fortune.
The young man who had led the way had already withdrawn. Now only Lin Shuguang and Xu Hu stood in the Training Ground.
Xu Hu said casually, "I asked you here simply to stand up for Zhou Ye. I know him well. Taking a beating might be good for him and help him