Lu Changfeng looked toward the voice.
At the entrance to the Secret Cave, a figure strolled leisurely through the narrow gap.
He was a young man in his early twenties, thin and ordinary-looking, dressed in the clothing of a third-generation Guo Family disciple. His features were so unremarkable that he would have vanished in a crowd; his bearing was equally commonplace, without the slightest hint of an edge.
Yet now, he walked among the rubble and corpses as though taking a leisurely stroll through a quiet courtyard.
He did not so much as glance at Guo Yuhan's scattered flesh and shattered bones, nor at the Chess Sword Incarnation that had fallen to the ground. He merely watched Lu Changfeng with a smile, his eyes holding the playful amusement of a cat toying with a mouse.
Guo Yuliang and the other two lay on the ground, gasping.
The shock waves from that sword strike had gravely wounded them, and they had yet to recover. Suddenly seeing the Chess Sword Incarnation fall to the ground and lose its luster, all three felt an ominous dread rise within them-where was their father? What had happened to him?
While they were still wavering between alarm and uncertainty, a third-generation Guo Family disciple walked in, leaving all three stunned.
Guo Yuliang instinctively called out, "Shen?"
The young man's name was Guo Shen, an illegitimate son of Guo Yufeng. His birth mother had been a brothel woman, making his status as lowly as could be.
In the Guo Family, he had always been all but invisible-his martial arts were mediocre, his talent mediocre. Even his legitimate cousins could not be bothered to spare him a proper glance, much less elders like Guo Yuliang.
Yet here he was.
Guo Shen bowed slightly, smiling as he greeted him.