Jing Garden, Yunji Residence.
The old steward carefully closed the door. When he saw a servant approaching, he waved him away, signaling for him not to come over.
But after thinking it over, he beckoned the servant closer again and whispered, "Have Old Captain Liu bring two men over."
The servant was somewhat surprised, but did not ask any questions. He hurried away quietly on tiptoe.
"With Old Liu and me here, we should be able to deal with any accidents." The old steward muttered under his breath.
Old Captain Liu had been a former officer of the Heyang Army. He was not only proficient in Lingxu and the various Eight Rice Flow combat arts, but had also cultivated the Sword-Wielding Combat Arts to the Pinnacle Realm. He could be called the strongest person in Jing Garden. He usually did not have to handle Jing Garden's specific security matters, merely hanging around here in retirement. Even ordinary members of the Jing family did not dare show him disrespect.
Once a person's control over violence reached a certain level, he could receive offerings and reverence wherever he went.
But the path of combat arts was truly difficult. Over Radiance's two thousand years, countless heroes had emerged, each having their own moment of glory. Even after deducing the combat-arts system to its peak, all they had done was clear away the rubble on this rugged road for those who came after them. In the past, the Pinnacle Realm was nearly equivalent to a Terrestrial Immortal. When combat arts were in decline, there had been no more than ten such people in the entire nation. Now, however, even a random administrative district had several Pinnacle Realm martial artists stationed along its borders.
After firearms were invented, the threat posed by top martial artists