"Yesterday, I went out for a while. I never expected something like this to happen. Good thing you were unharmed."
Zhao Meng had returned from outside the manor and, upon hearing of the sword transport incident, immediately came to check on Li Mu. Seeing that Li Mu was not seriously hurt and had instead improved, he finally relaxed.
"Speaking of which, Liu Wuyou died a truly miserable death. I heard that bandit smashed his chest so badly his breastbone caved in. Serves him right—who told him to collude with the Azure Dragon Gang? Yesterday, Liu Yi went to the yamen to collect the body. He probably will not return to the manor until after the first seven days of mourning. For all we know, he might go straight to Chen Chong and fight him to the death. That old turtle wanted to cripple us back then. Now karma has come for him." Zhao Tuo gloated.
"I said long ago that those who commit too many injustices will bring about their own destruction. It simply had not caught up to him yet," Li Mu said.
"No matter what, Liu Yi is still a Three-Gate martial master. This has dealt him quite a blow. So long as he does not come looking for trouble, ignore him for now and focus on improving yourselves. Do not let these grudges trip you up on the martial path." Zhao Meng shook his head slightly, then looked at Li Mu. "I heard Liu Wuyou arranged to meet you before he died. I am worried Liu Yi will seize on this matter and refuse to let it go. When Liu Yi returns, move over to our place so we can look out for you. I have already made the arrangements."
No matter how Leng Shuangyu and Ye