"But this kid refuses to leave and insists on finding his master here."

"So, I made a deal with him to help him find his master and avenge his master, after which he would come with me to the Central Plains Region and join the Ye Family."

Lin Zheyu said calmly.

This was an excuse he had thought of beforehand, using the identity of Lin Zheyu to ask experts to help his master deal with his enemies.

"Ye Liangchen, the Ye Family?"

Liang Song was somewhat surprised upon hearing that.

He had heard of the Ye Family's reputation; it was a renowned ancient family in the Central Plains Region, extraordinarily powerful.

If Lin Zheyu could join the Ye Family, it would be beneficial for his future development.

However, Liang Song did not want Lin Zheyu to join the Ye Family by owing them a favor because of himself.

"Thank you for your assistance," Liang Song said loudly.

"Do tell, who is your enemy? I'll take care of it on my way," Lin Zheyu said, pretending to be a high-ranking martial artist, with an indifferent tone.

"There's no need to trouble you with this matter."

"Your recent help, I will remember. If there's anything you need, just give the word. This matter has nothing to do with Lin Zheyu," Liang Song replied calmly and turned to disappear into the crowd.

Right now, he really wanted to find Lin Zheyu, but he was worried about leading his enemies to Lin Zheyu's place, bringing trouble to him.

At the recent banquet at the Ya Mansion, he had contact with Ya Army and a man named He Tian, and possibly got stained with Tracking Powder.

Liang Song wouldn't meet Lin Zheyu before getting rid of the Tracking Powder.

Lin Zheyu: "..."

Seeing Liang Song not accepting his gesture, Lin Zheyu felt a bit helpless.

He specially adorned a disguise, yet Liang Song didn't want to accept his help.

In hindsight, he should have said Han Mo sent someone to help; perhaps Liang Song would have accepted it directly.

"Let's just follow along; anyway, with Liang Song's master's skills, he can't shake me off,"

Lin Zheyu shrugged, moved his feet, and followed again.

...

...

Whoosh

Whoosh, whoosh

In Bafang City.

Four figures dashed through swiftly, with astonishing speed.

Leading them was Ya Army, from the recent banquet at the Ya Mansion.

Behind him followed Ge Wuning, Ge Bing, and Wo Shentao.

"Father, we've delayed for so long; won't he have escaped?" Ge Bing muttered quietly.

"Shut up!"

Ge Wuning scolded softly, "Ya Army is an old hand. As a veteran Martial Artist in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm, how could he make such a mistake?"

"Don't assume others are as foolish as you,"

Ge Wuning glared at Ge Bing and reprimanded him in a low voice.

His son, though talented in the Martial Dao, wasn't very bright, often saying foolish things.

"I was just asking, why so serious?"

Ge Bing muttered with grievance, stopped talking, and silently followed his father and Mr. Wo at full speed.

The sky was already dimming, and the streets had thinned out quite a bit.

Once nightfall came and the night market began, the streets would become bustling again.

The group crossed the streets and arrived at a tavern.

"You came after all."

Seeing the newcomer, Liang Song's face showed a complex expression.

The arrival of Ya Army proved that they had indeed betrayed him.

Twenty years of friendship, it all seemed so ridiculous now.

"Don't blame me."

Ya Army sat quietly across from Liang Song and said indifferently, "Why didn't you run?"

"Heh, can I escape?"

Liang Song's face showed a sarcastic expression.

In Bafang City, he could at least make Ya Army and his group hesitate slightly; they wouldn't dare act too recklessly.

If outside the city, he would face even more experts from Senluo Temple besieging him.

"Hey, don't you have many friends? Why not go to them?" Ge Wuning asked mockingly.

The three also sat down beside Liang Song, as if they were old friends having a reunion.

Bringing up friends was like rubbing salt in Liang Song's wounds.

"Heh."

Liang Song chuckled lightly, ignoring Ge Wuning, and kept staring at Ya Army.

Friends?

Heh, even a friend of over twenty years like Ya Army had directly betrayed him.

Besides Ya Army, he had a few other friends in Bafang City.

However, these friends didn't have strength like Ya Army's; facing powerful forces like Senluo Temple, seeking them out would only lead them to disaster.

He initially sought Ya Army because of his strong prowess, unconcerned about threats from Senluo Temple.

Just never expected…

"Surrender now, and you'll suffer less."

Ya Army poured wine into cups, filling one for Liang Song and himself, speaking as if discussing a trivial matter.

"Why?" Liang Song asked calmly.

"No reason."

Ya Army replied, not giving a direct answer.

He knew what Liang Song was asking but didn't want to reply, as it wasn't a glorious matter.

"Heh, what a righteous man."

Liang Song chuckled softly.

Bam!

In an instant, the entire table exploded into pieces.

Liang Song moved with lightning speed, his right leg swung like a whip, fiercely targeting the weakest, Ge Bing.

Bam!

Ge Wuning was already prepared, grabbing with his right hand like an eagle's claw and catching Liang Song's calf.

Whiz—

Liang Song's face showed a cold smile; his body twisted sharply, his other leg kicking towards Ge Wuning's chest.

Ge Bing swiftly retreated, not daring to get too close.

He knew his strength was weak, afraid that being too close might end in a mishap.

Meanwhile, Wo Shentao and Ya Army remained seated, unfazed.

The fierce winds generated by Liang Song and Ge Wuning's fight blew past their cheeks, but they remained unmoved.

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