"Jing Yu!"
Li Ping'an and Old Ox abruptly stood up beside him. They had finally caught the brat~
The scholar was slightly surprised. He hadn't expected this blind man to know Jing Yu too.
But on reflection, it made sense.
Jing Yu-that was a legendary name.
"The Academy's heaven-blessed prodigy, seen but once in a century, broad of chest, with a might ten thousand men could scarcely withstand.
His speech was lofty, voicing ambitions that soared a thousand fathoms into the clouds.
Bold of heart and daring of spirit, like a heaven-shaking lion descending from the clouds.
Strong of bone and sinew, like an earth-quaking pixiu taking its seat...
Hey, are you listening to me?"
The scholar turned his head and discovered that Li Ping'an and the ox behind him were gone.
"Huh? Where did they go?"
Smack!!!
A startled cry rang out.
The scholar hurriedly looked toward the sound.
Jing Yu had been walking over with a beaming smile, only for that smile to suddenly freeze on his face.
A mighty flying kick had landed squarely on his face.
Everyone around them was stunned.
What... was happening?
Jing Yu rolled twice on the ground and looked up.
"Uh... Brother Li?"
Li Ping'an said coldly, "Old Ox, take him away!"
"Moo!"
Old Ox hoisted Jing Yu straight up.
The two figures swiftly vanished, their technique practiced and smooth.
Clearly, this wasn't their first time doing something like this.
It took everyone a long while to recover.
An Academy disciple had been kidnapped? What an absurdity!
The scholar who had just spent so long chatting with Li Ping'an stood rooted to the spot, his mouth wide open.
Were... were those two bandits?
There were very few bushes in the woods, only thousand-year-old trees towering into the clouds.
Their branches interlaced,