Chen Ye had come fully armed. Master Zhu, by contrast, had come alone, and even the stick in his hand looked familiar to Xu Feng.
It looked like something he had found in their pickup.
If that was all Master Zhu had brought—
"Fools really did rush in where angels feared to tread," Xu Feng muttered.
Master Zhu was a grown man, but not a strong one. Here, Xu Feng would only need one slash to leave two corpses behind.
Of the three of them, if only one could leave alive, it would be Xu Feng.
Fortunately, Xu Feng had no intention of doing that.
He was accumulating Yin Virtue.
Besides, a person's morals came from within, but also from their surroundings.
In this deserted town, with no one around and no security cameras, next to an abandoned mine, Master Zhu might as well have buried himself here.
"Hey! What are you two doing, fighting out here where nobody can see you?
"Break it up. Chen Ye, go get the things. Leave this to me.
"Master Zhu, what brings you here?"
Xu Feng recognized Master Zhu as soon as he saw his face. Hearing a stranger call him by name sent a chill through Master Zhu. He looked at Xu Feng, trying to figure out who this man was and how he had recognized him on sight.
But once he got a good look at Xu Feng, he found his face familiar.
He seemed to have seen him somewhere.
His voice sounded familiar too.
Master Zhu edged farther back into the path and ventured, "I use a Compass to read the Eight Trigrams. Are you GI18273? Wait, how do you know me? You even called me Master Zhu! You know what I do.
"Have we met before?"
Xu Feng fell