Samurai Can Be Killed, But Never Defeated

Led by Abe Clan Head Abe Huairen, Jun Tianlin and Wang Yu followed behind him out of the main hall and headed toward the northeastern part of the estate, where an antiquated two-story building stood.

"My lord, we've arrived. This is the residence of my father, the former clan head," Abe Huairen introduced as he looked at Jun Tianlin. He then lightly knocked on the door. "Knock, knock, knock. Father, Jun Tianlin has come to visit."

"I have long heard of your great name, young friend. Please, come in," an elderly voice called down from upstairs. It belonged to Abe Iwamatsu, the former head of the Abe Clan.

"This way, please!" Abe Huairen extended a hand, indicating that Jun Tianlin should enter first. What a joke—his own father had addressed Jun Tianlin as "young friend," treating him as an equal. What was he supposed to call him, then? "Senior"? That did not seem quite right either... Forget it. He should just usher this great Buddha inside first. Abe Huairen was somewhat frazzled, but he still followed Jun Tianlin in.

On the second floor was a spacious room. An old man sat kneeling inside, a long katana laid across his thighs, his eyes shut and hands resting on his legs. This man was absolutely a powerhouse! That was Jun Tianlin's first impression. Beside him sat Jun Tianlin's sworn younger brother, Abe Aoki, in the same posture. His eyes were closed, his brows slightly furrowed as though he was wrestling with some confusion. He had not even noticed Jun Tianlin's arrival.

On the other side sat Luo Ziyang alone. When he saw Jun Tianlin arrive, the delight in his eyes was impossible to conceal, but he said nothing.

"The intent of the blade is to cut through all things! What you hold