Suren's master was the old drunkard who had taken him in twenty years ago, rescuing him from the snow.

  To Suren, his master’s behavior was... well, somewhat odd.

  Although his medical skills and swordsmanship were formidable—each impressive on their own—one could easily make a fortune with either, and at the very least, live comfortably. But his master chose not to walk the righteous path. Instead, he was always involved in deceit, scams, and all sorts of vices—gambling, drinking, womanizing, and the like.

  He especially enjoyed cheating... and never once hesitated to lie.

  Since Suren could remember, half of the messes left behind by his master’s schemes were cleaned up by him. The other half was either handled by the master’s quick escape, or... well, to be honest, some of it was too embarrassing to mention.

  For this reason, Suren had often found himself cleaning up after his master.

  A disciple is like a son, they say, but Suren had never heard of a son being scammed by his father.

  This time, the old drunkard sent a distress letter from Cangzhou Prefecture, asking Suren to come rescue him from the Tang family there.

  Upon reading the letter, Suren’s first thought was that the old drunkard had been caught while trying to scam someone.

  After all, it was the old drunkard who had raised him. How could he not go help?

  Ye Menghua, who had been listening, frowned in thought.

  Suren was highly skilled in internal martial arts. Aside from a few powerful individuals in Cangzhou Prefecture, Suren could easily overpower anyone, even without using specific martial arts techniques. He could just force his way through using sheer strength.

  Zhang Dongxuan, known for his "Black Shackle Unlimited Hands," had built quite a reputation in the martial world for his "Invincible Iron Palm," leaving countless victims in his wake. Yet, Suren had been able to cripple him with a single strike.

  His master was likely no slouch in terms of strength either. Could something major have happened in Cangzhou Prefecture?

  While Ye Menghua was lost in thought, Suren suddenly spoke:

  "Since Miss Ye and I share the same destination, I wonder when you plan to depart? Would you care to accompany me? I also have a few things I would like to ask you."

  Suren had his reasons for saying this.

  Though he didn’t know exactly how the Ye family had crossed paths with Zhang Dongxuan’s group, it was clear from their conversation that the Ye family held some influence in the region.

  It was likely that Zhang Dongxuan's associates were behind the Ye family’s downfall.

  Since Suren had broken Zhang Dongxuan’s neck, there would surely be some kind of retaliation.

  The journey to Cangzhou Prefecture wouldn’t be peaceful.

  But, as much as Suren was willing to admit, he couldn’t just stand by and watch a young woman like Ye Menghua suffer.

  It wasn’t because he was carrying some sort of system or wanted to stick his nose in other people’s business. There might be some extra tasks to pick up along the way!

  Ye Menghua, unaware of Suren’s thoughts, simply felt that he was an exceptionally heroic figure with the demeanor of a true martial hero—and, of course, he was also very handsome.

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  At that moment, as she was trapped in a dangerous situation where one wrong move could mean her death, Suren's words felt like a lifeline. He was offering to protect her and escort her into Cangzhou Prefecture.

  Without hesitation, she stood, looked Suren in the eye, and cupped her hands in a respectful gesture:

  "Since you are willing to help despite the trouble I bring, how could I possibly refuse? I’ll be in your care on this journey."

  "Then it's settled," Suren said with a nod. "It’s safe here for now. You should tend to your wounds first."

  "Yes."

  Ye Menghua nodded, pursing her lips. She had just fought through several battles to escape her enemies, and her shoulders had been wounded by Zhang Dongxuan. Now, with her internal injuries stabilized, it was the perfect time to take care of her external wounds.

  As she began to tear a strip from her clothing, Suren reached out to stop her:

  "Wait. I have some medicines for treating external injuries."

  "Mm?"

  Ye Menghua looked at him in surprise.

  With martial prowess and medicine on hand—truly, he was the image of a hero.

  A young and handsome hero, too.

  Ye Menghua murmured quietly to herself, her face turning slightly red.

  Suren opened his bundle and took out several bottles and jars, along with some cloth for bandages.

  Ye Menghua smiled:

  "You carry these around with you?"

  "One must always be prepared when traveling the martial world."

  Suren replied casually, as he picked out a small brown bottle, opening it to reveal a faint medicinal fragrance.

  "This is a hemostatic ointment. It's quite effective. Your clothes are soaked in blood and rain, which could easily cause an infection if left untreated."

  "Infection? Bacteria?" Ye Menghua tilted her head, confused.

  Even the cold beauty, with her head tilted, was a lovely sight to behold.

  "Oh, I learned this from medical books..." Suren explained as he handed her the bottle and the cloth. "There’s a difference between men and women, so Miss, you should apply it yourself."

  "Okay."

  Ye Menghua took the items, her cheeks flushing red. She turned away and walked into a corner, not worried that Suren might peek. She began to remove her clothes to treat the wounds on her shoulder, her bare skin exposed.

  In her mind, Suren had the heart of a hero, and she trusted he would never do anything dishonorable.

  Suren, meanwhile, wasn’t paying much attention. Suddenly, he remembered something and rummaged through Zhang Dongxuan’s body. He didn’t find any martial arts manuals, but he did discover fifteen taels of silver and a black, square token.

  He pocketed the silver without hesitation.

  The token was cold to the touch, weighing about two jin. It was made of a special material and crafted with great precision, with intricate carvings of skulls and ghostly faces around the edges. The front bore a large character—‘Token’ , while the back was engraved with the words ‘No Heart’ .

  "Heartless Realm Token..."

  Suren muttered to himself. It was a shame there was no martial arts manual to go with it.

  If I could find the 《Dark Qi's Infinite Hand》...

  The moment Ye Menghua heard those three words, her body suddenly trembled.

  With a flash of the Liu Yun step, she appeared in front of Su Lun, her eyes fixed on the token in his hand.

  She completely forgot that she was still treating her wounds, with her skin exposed to the air.

  “This is really the Heartless Realm Token! How could this be?”

  Su Lun looked up and saw Ye Menghua’s robe half undone, with a glimpse of spring revealed, and he could even smell a unique fragrance wafting from her.

  Su Lun remained calm. Before crossing over to this world, he had seen far more than this. Back then, his computer hard drive even had quite a few practical tutorials; this truly wasn’t anything major.

  “Miss, do you recognize this token? How about putting on your clothes first and then telling me more about where this token comes from?”

  He casually spoke, but in his heart, he thought, This is the Jin Huang Dynasty, where the customs are relatively conservative. I don't mind, but I should consider the young lady’s reputation.

  They were in the wilderness, half-dressed. If word got out, it wouldn't reflect well.

  Although the only witness at the moment was the decapitated Zhang Dongxuan, his companions were still on the way.

  “Ah!”

  Ye Menghua immediately snapped to her senses, quickly turning around to put on her clothes. Her face flushed red with embarrassment.

  After calming down, she turned back to Su Lun and took the token he handed her, examining it carefully.

  The more she looked, the faster her breathing became. Her face turned slightly pink, and her hands were trembling.

  This scene made Su Lun a bit awkward. In his past life, this would have at least been rated as 16+.

  “This was taken from Zhang Dongxuan.”

  "Seeing your expression, is this token...?"

  Ye Menghua adjusted her breath, her expression growing slightly dark.

  “The Heartless Realm Token is the symbol of the Heartless Ghost Realm, and the Heartless Ghost Realm has quite a large background.”

  “The Heartless Ghost Realm? What is that?”

  “Sir... you don’t know?”

  Looking at Su Lun's honest nod, Ye Menghua's expression became a bit strange, then she seemed to understand.

  Su Lun was powerful, with deep internal strength, but after all, he came from humble origins, and his martial arts were gained through fortuitous circumstances. It was normal for him not to know the ways of the Jianghu.