"According to reports from our brothers, a mysterious swordsman had indeed been traveling north from the south recently, killing quite a few people along the way. Last month, when he passed through our town, he wiped out the entire family of Squire Zhao at the eastern end of town in a single night. His methods were exceptionally cruel."
"Wiped out the entire family?" Huang Rong's delicate brows drew together. "Did this Squire Zhao have any enemies?"
"I investigated it. Squire Zhao had always been charitable and had no known enemies. That swordsman seemed to kill purely on a whim, without any specific target," Chen San replied.
"Do we have any details about his appearance?" Lin Xuan asked.
"According to witnesses, the swordsman was tall and slender, with handsome features, but his expression was extremely cold, like ice that had never thawed in ten thousand years. He rarely spoke and always traveled alone."
"A cold-faced swordsman?" Lin Xuan's heart stirred.
"Precisely. And his swordsmanship is incredibly fast. Often, one only sees a flash of sword light before the victim has already fallen dead."
After hearing Chen San's report, Lin Xuan fell into deep thought.
Handsome features, a cold expression, exceptionally fast swordsmanship...
Combined, these traits brought several characters from Jin Yong's worlds to mind.
Who could it be?
Lin Xuan shook his head, unable to determine it for now.
After all, this was a Comprehensive Martial Arts world. Any sort of character could appear.
"Keep watching. Report immediately if you find any new trace of him," Huang Rong ordered.
"Yes!" Chen San accepted the order and withdrew.
After Chen San left, Lin Xuan and Huang Rong continued discussing the mysterious swordsman.
Just as they were speaking, a set of light footsteps sounded outside the door.
Then a crisp voice rang out.