Xu Yunfan was relieved, though he was secretly astonished at how quickly the news had spread. In less than half a night, even the person before him had learned of it.
As she spoke, the hand holding her chopsticks began gesturing involuntarily. She was visibly excited and yearning.
"I heard that an expert skilled with the hammer had just left the Black Market when he was robbed by a gang of peddlers selling fake secret manuals. Unfortunately, not only did they fail to rob him, they were killed instead. Dozens of corpses were left at the scene—it was terrible.
This truly was a tale of grudges and bloodshed. What a thrill! We should raise a great cup to it!"
As she spoke, Su Shiyu drained the wine in her cup and sighed in admiration. "I wonder which great hero it was, to possess such skill. If I could meet and befriend him, I could die without regrets!"
Xu Yunfan was speechless. If dozens of people had surrounded and attacked him, and each of them was at least as strong as that One-Eyed Strongman, with attacks coming from every direction, even he would find it hard for two fists to fend off four hands. He could only look for an opening to break through and circle around before defeating them one by one.
Seeing Xu Yunfan lost in thought, Su Shiyu unconsciously leaned forward.
"Why aren't you saying anything, Xu?"
Su Shiyu suddenly moved closer, mischief glinting in her almond-shaped eyes.
"Could last night's incident have had something to do with you? After all, Xu is also an expert with the hammer."
She had meant it as a joke, but Xu Yunfan's heart skipped a beat. He smiled.
"Young Master Su, you jest. I was studying martial arts at Clear River