The Terrifying Di Renjie

Li Yuanfang asked curiously, "What is this?"

Di Renjie did not answer. He put it away, then said, "Let's go. Oh, right—Yuanfang, whose martial arts are stronger, yours or Lord Li's?"

Li Yuanfang smiled awkwardly. "Lord Li's kung fu is a level above mine."

Di Renjie smiled. "I'm afraid it's more than just one level, isn't it?"

Li Yuanfang said, "Perhaps you do not know, sir, but martial artists in the jianghu are divided into unranked, third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and grandmaster.

"I am currently at the first-rate level. From what I have seen of Lord Li's moves, he should be at the grandmaster level.

"Of course, that is under fair conditions. If assassination, poison, ambushes, and such are involved, a martial artist of lower skill may not necessarily be unable to kill one of higher skill."

Di Renjie nodded thoughtfully.

"Indeed. I have known Lord Li for nearly ten years.

"When we first met, his martial arts were already exceptional. Ten years have passed since then; they can only have become even more terrifying!"

Just as Di Renjie and Li Yuanfang returned to the inn, they saw Li Xiao had returned.

Di Renjie asked, "Well? Did you learn anything?"

Li Xiao said, "His Majesty will visit Yuanjue Temple to offer incense in two days."

Di Renjie said, "Good. We have you to thank this time, Lord Li. This old man offers you his gratitude."

Li Xiao waved a hand. "It is nothing. No one who encountered such an injustice would simply stand by."

Di Renjie looked at Li Xiao and smiled. "Can you tell me about yourself?"

Li Xiao was greatly alarmed. There shouldn't have been any flaws in all these years. Keeping his expression unchanged, he forced a smile. "Sir, what do you mean by that?"

Di Renjie merely