Volume One, Chapter Three Hundred and Ten
A few days later, Zhao Fu brought Xue Fu to Imperial Valley.
Imperial Valley was a vast stretch of mountain valleys. Legend had it that it had been formed by a battle between a Great Emperor and a peerless expert, hence the name Imperial Valley.
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "We're here."
Xue Fu nodded, holding the child in her arms.
Zhao Fu smiled. "Let's first find somewhere with people. He appeared here before, so he must have left traces behind. We just don't know whether he's already left."
Xue Fu nodded again.
After walking for a while, the two were soon blocked by five or six people. Imperial Valley's terrain was secluded and ideal for hiding, so quite a few desperadoes and criminals gathered here.
A short-haired man with well-developed muscles and a bare upper body looked at Xue Fu and grinned. "Not bad! It's been a long time since I've had a taste of a woman."
Xue Fu's face turned cold.
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "Come here."
The muscular man swaggered over. "Why are you calling me over? Giving me the woman on your own initiative?"
Zhao Fu smiled. "You idiot."
Zhao Fu reached out and grabbed the man by the throat. The muscular man struggled, then suddenly seized Zhao Fu's arm with both hands. The muscles across his body bulged as he unleashed astonishing strength, actually prying Zhao Fu's hand open.
Zhao Fu was somewhat surprised. Then he used even greater strength, grabbing the man by the neck again and making it difficult for him to breathe once more.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly attacked Zhao Fu as well.
Zhao Fu erupted with power, blasting those people away. They crashed to the ground and spat out mouthfuls