"No, we're going to Han Country to find Lin Tanyu tomorrow," said Li Yang, clenching his fist, a fighting spirit brimming in his eyes. "I want to see if he is really as formidable as the rumors on the internet suggest."
On a certain cruise liner, a woman dressed in purple, carrying a longsword on her back, stood with the sword borne. The sea breeze lifted wisps of her long, black hair. She gazed into the distance, her eyes occasionally flickering with sharpness.
A youthful man, clad in white practice garments and with long hair, approached from behind: "Zi Ruo, did you hear about it too?"
The young swordswoman bearing the longsword was none other than the Inner Sect's disciple Zhuang Ziruo. Hearing the voice from behind, she turned her head and smiled, "Senior Brother Zhang."
"I heard that this Lin Tanyu wiped out a whole family in Han Country and even defeated the Sword God of Han Country, his reputation unmatched," Zhang Yesheng said with a focused gaze.
