She had never imagined that the person she had cared for over the past few days would turn out to be such a ruthless character. She found it hard to accept.
Moreover, judging by Ye Lin's practiced methods and viciousness, it seemed this was not the first time he had done something like this.
The caravan continued on its journey. Ye Lin sat atop a camel, his eyes sweeping over the surroundings. This body was far too weak; he could not walk on the ground now. He had to conserve his strength at all times to face the crises ahead.
He did not know what awaited him ahead, but he knew one thing: once he left this desert, this trial would be complete.
There was only the trial in his heart.
Anyone who dared stand in his way had to die.
Up ahead, a young man was leading Ye Lin's camel. Every so often, he would look back at Ye Lin with worshipful eyes.
"Big Brother, you're amazing. Can you teach me some martial arts?"
Suddenly, the young man came to Ye Lin's side and looked up at him with a face full of longing.
"Martial arts? What I use isn't martial arts. It's called reaction speed."
"For someone like you, no martial art is of any use. As long as your reactions are fast enough, you can be invincible under heaven."
Ye Lin looked at the young man and smiled.
For ordinary people, martial arts were merely icing on the cake. As long as one's reaction speed was quick enough, carrying a pouch of lime in one's pocket at all times would be enough to kill the vast majority of experts who had trained for ten years.
"Reaction speed? I think you're lying to me, Big Brother. You know