Zhao Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was truly afraid that ng Lei would once again subject him to a burdenso plea regarding his legacy or marriage arrangent.
"However, when you head to the Commandery in the future, if there’s a chance, could you help look after my unruly daughter?"
Zhao Ya imdiately nodded in agreent, "Of course, Master, rest assured, I will do it. But I don’t know the na of the sister I haven’t t, or where she lives in the Commandery."
"Her na is ng Shiwen, as for where she lives... you will know when you get to the Commandery!"
Zhao Ya was puzzled. The Commandery surely must be larger than Wuxiang City, so how would he know just by arriving there?
Just at that mont, ng Lei carefully took out a jade token from his bosom and handed it to Zhao Ya.
Upon receiving it, Zhao Ya noticed many strange engravings on the jade token, and a small line of text in the center.
Outer Disciple ng Lei.
"This is...?"
"This is the token that my master bestowed upon back then!" ng Lei said with deep affection.
ng Lei’s sect!
Zhao Ya’s heart stirred.
To be honest, he had been curious before.
Where did ng Lei learn all these skills?
Not to ntion anything else, but a comprehensive saber technique like the Gale Saber Technique is extrely rare in the Jianghu, otherwise, many Jianghu people wouldn’t resort to using short spears as weapons.
And the Great Stone-Throwing Hand that ng Lei taught him later was even considered a supre art, which requires reaching the Fourth Realm to master it proficiently.
These are not things that ordinary Jianghu people can possess.
Seemingly reading Zhao Ya’s thoughts, ng Lei sighed deeply.
"My sect is not in Yunxiao County, I won’t tell you exactly where, and you won’t be able to reach it now. I’m giving you this token for another reason."
"In the Commandery, there is a Dingtai Martial Arts Hall, and the headmaster’s na is Lu Dingtai. If you have nowhere to seek refuge in the future, take this token to see him, and he will certainly take you in and teach you martial arts."
"Dingtai Martial Arts Hall, Lu Dingtai..."
"That’s right!" At this point, the color was rapidly draining from ng Lei’s face, and the light in his eyes was gradually dimming, yet he continued with determination.
"This person has a deep cultivation in the Martial Dao. When I parted from him, he was already a Fourth Realm martial artist. After all these years, he must be even more formidable. Once he sees this token, he will surely take you in, and if he asks about ..."
ng Lei paused and then spoke desolately, "Tell him the past is bygone, and I no longer hold any grudges."
Zhao Ya nodded heavily, "I have rembered it all!"
At this mont, ng Lei leaned weakly against the wall and said feebly, "Ya!"
"Master!"
"Don’t think about avenging . That Hong Family is not sothing you can provoke. What you need to do now is to beco a Third Realm martial artist as soon as possible, and then take that little girl far away from this place of trouble."
Even though he had lived two lifetis, Zhao Ya still felt a sourness in his nose, and tears nearly escaped his eyes.
Even at this mont, ng Lei was considering him.
He could only nod, "Alright, I know, Master!"
At this mont, ng Lei grabbed Zhao Ya’s hand, gasping heavily.
Zhao Ya knew that this was the final mont for ng Lei.
Zhao Ya could only hold back his tears as he hugged him tightly.
"Master, rest easy, I will handle everything!"
ng Lei made a hoarse sound from his throat, then his body suddenly slackened, and the light in his eyes extinguished.
ng Lei passed away.
This man who had spanned the Jianghu for years, established the Changlong Escort Agency, and earned a great reputation, finally died in Zhao Ya’s arms.
Zhao Ya sat there in a daze for a mont, then slowly got up, arranged ng Lei’s body, knelt heavily on both knees, and kowtowed several tis to ng Lei’s body.
"Master, please forgive for not following your instructions. I will avenge the Hong Family and Cyan Bamboo Ridge!"
After saying this, Zhao Ya lifted his head, his eyes filled with a chilling intent to kill.
The vast forest, overgrown with thorns, was difficult to traverse.
Wang Ada was wielding a blade, pushing aside the weeds in front of him to prevent any venomous snakes from lurking within, struggling to advance.
Even so, Wang Ada had no complaints whatsoever.
He was originally from a village outside Wuxiang City, and as the eldest, he was nad Wang Ada.
This was a common way of naming among farrs in these troubled tis.
After all, life was hard enough for adults, let alone children.
Malnutrition and lack of dical care led to a high infant mortality rate, with many not living past the age of three, making naming unnecessary.
Yet who would have thought Wang Ada would survive, born with trendous strength, and at the age of ten, he caught the eye of the Hong Family and was bought into their manor for training.
Even now, Wang Ada still feels fortunate about it.
After all, if he hadn’t beco a Hong Family manor guard, he probably would have starved to death long ago.
In such circumstances, Wang Ada was very loyal to the Hong Family, even after becoming a Second Realm martial artist.
Today, he was sent by Yuan Zhiwen to deal with ng Lei.
He had heard of the na, knowing ng Lei was a renowned Escort Master.
But to Wang Ada, it didn’t matter who it was, if the Hong Family ordered an execution, there must be a reason they deserved to die.
Sotis he found it amusing why so people even bothered to resist, wouldn’t it be better to obediently submit to the Hong Family?
Of course, these things were beyond his simple mind to understand.
He just wanted to find ng Lei and that masked man quickly, cut off their heads, and receive his reward.
But he had no idea that at that mont, from a nearby tree, a pair of eyes were watching him.
Hidden among the leaves, Zhao Ya was in a Concealing Breath state, seemingly rged with the tree. Even if soone passed below, they would be unlikely to detect him.
But Zhao Ya didn’t act rashly because he had noticed that these people were divided into three-man teams, searching the forest in a semicircular formation.
He had to admit that this thod was indeed effective, at least it minimized being defeated one by one.
But this ti, they were up against Zhao Ya.
This dense forest now beca Zhao Ya’s best cover.
He quietly regulated his breathing, counting silently in his heart.
One, two, three...
When he reached twenty-nine, Wang Ada and the two n he led had already reached below the tree.
Now is the mont!
Zhao Ya suddenly raised his hand and released a sleeve arrow, instantly pinning the one who was walking last.
At the sa ti, Zhao Ya descended from the sky, wielding the teorite Iron Saber straight at Wang Ada.
The whole process was incredibly swift.
Wang Ada barely had ti to react, and the teorite Iron Saber was already over his head.
But as a Second Realm martial artist, Wang Ada managed to block with his blade at the last possible mont.
However, his blade was in no way able to withstand the sharpness of the teorite Iron Saber; it snapped like tofu, and the teorite Iron Saber cleaved into Wang Ada’s skull.
With a splattering sound, blood and brain matter burst forth.
Simultaneously, Zhao Ya’s saber swept horizontally, beheading the last man in the three-man team.
Having succeeded, Zhao Ya didn’t hesitate for a mont. Utilizing his Lightweight Body Technique, he leaped swiftly onto the treetops, disappearing in an instant.
At this point, Yuan Zhiwen and the others also arrived upon hearing the commotion.
Seeing the bodies of Wang Ada and his team, Yuan Zhiwen’s face turned ashen.
"Change the teams to five n and stay alert while continuing the search!"
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