"Liu Guyuan's older brother?"
Zhou Yun was taken aback. That was a name from a long time ago—the incident had happened during his first escort run with Shen Qingxue.
There really had been a county magistrate's son who died on that escort run.
He hadn't expected the man to have an older brother. Though the blame for what happened on that run hadn't rested with Zhou Yun, the man might still take his anger out on him.
"Master Liang asked me to tell you that this man is called Liu Huaijian. It seems the authorities have kept him on as a martial artist for years. His strength has apparently reached the early stage of Dark Force, and his mastery of the government sword style is superb. Senior Brother, don't let your guard down."
The young disciple spoke respectfully.
"Thank you, Junior Brother."
Zhou Yun watched him leave, got dressed, and headed for the tournament grounds.
This year's Three Halls Martial Tournament was being held in the center of the county, on a huge open-air platform. Martial arts halls from across the county, along with other local powers and gangs, had gathered to watch.
It could be said that every prominent figure in the county had come to see how many prodigies Black Stone County had produced this year.
Aside from the chance to curry favor with them in the future, making connections with the prodigies who placed in the top three could open a path to establishing oneself in the main city. The potential of such connections was beyond what other talented fighters could offer.
So, while the larger powers seemed to be there to watch the Three Halls Martial Tournament, in truth they cared only about who would claim the top three spots. Only those three were worth befriending