In a small town south of Great Ming's Capital City, a man sat drinking. A sword hilt protruded above his back, marking him as someone who knew martial arts.
Whether raising his cup or picking up food, he used only his left hand. His right hand was gone, leaving the entire sleeve hanging empty.
A silver mask covered the upper half of his face. Judging by his chin, he did not seem very old, yet his temples were already gray. The beard on his chin looked as though it had not been shaved in a long time, and a trace of melancholy lingered in his eyes.
He had come all the way from Great Song specifically to deal with Jinlun Fawang.
Back then, he and Paternal Aunt had fought Jinlun Fawang together. Only through some stratagems had they managed a narrow victory, ruining Jinlun Fawang's plans.
He knew that now Jinlun Fawang had perfected his divine skill, he would certainly seek revenge on them.
He and Paternal Aunt had not seen each other for sixteen years, but according to the words she had left behind, she should be returning soon. Before then, he could not let anyone who wanted to kill her remain alive.
He had heard that Jinlun Fawang had reached the Heaven-Man Realm and was far stronger than before, but his own martial arts had also improved tremendously.
He also wanted to fight Jinlun Fawang to judge how his martial arts compared with those of other experts. After all, he was missing an arm, and the martial arts he mainly used now were all his own creations.
But just as he was nearing Great Ming's Capital City, he heard that the Mongol Yuan cavalry had been routed, and the Prince of Ruyang had fled back to Mongol Yuan