49 The Earlier the Better

The torrential rain gradually slowed down. The occasional stubborn droplets fell from the clouds and struck the wet ground.

Zhao Wuji returned with a dripping, mutilated corpse.

He did not speak much to Fang Lang. Instead, he inquired about Old Fang's state and reassured him.

Zhao Wuji swore to Old Fang, as long as they lived in Luojiang City, no harm would come to them.

The reassurance settled Old Fang's agitated heart.

Zhao Wuji collected Lin Yun's mangled corpse and gave Fang Lang an intense stare.

"Young one, keep training. The Jiang family can protect you but not forever. Get stronger, then Old Fang won't have to worry about you, the lady too."

The words put a bitter taste in Zhao Wuji's mouth. The lady was a fine specimen and…

Leaning on the Blooming Lotus Sword, Fang Lang nodded respectfully.