Gale-force winds and driving rain roared past him.
Hong Yuan gave little thought to whether Yang Jinbao would encounter trouble on the road.
They were old hands with decades of experience in the martial world. They ought to have at least that much awareness.
He had no intention of playing nursemaid, either.
After escorting the brothers Yang Erhu and Yang Jinbao out of Linjiang Prefecture, Hong Yuan would still return. Anyone who wanted to force him to flee far from home would have to show strength enough to make him wary.
He had already chosen his first target.
It was not one of the great Lineages in the Prefectural City, but the Canal Gang.
The Canal Gang had a Subtlety expert holding the fort, though he did not know whether there was only one or more.
He reckoned there was only one, or two at most. After all, Subtlety experts could already establish their own sects. They were not cabbages growing on every street corner.
Hong Yuan had long wanted to weigh the mettle of these martial grandmasters.
Of course, he would not charge straight into the Canal Gang Headquarters. He intended to make the water his battlefield instead.
That way, even if something unexpected happened, he could escape through the water at any time, slipping away beneath its shadows.
As for an opponent so powerful that he could offer no resistance and would be killed in a single blow, Hong Yuan would accept that fate.
After all, his cheat made it impossible for him to take the path of hiding away and playing it safe.
He had been given far too little time to develop.
Only a little over a month had passed since he transmigrated here, and Wei Zhenzhu had set her sights on him right from the