Chapter 194: Did I give you too much face?

"You still dare to make a move?" The old man was furious. He clenched his fist, True Qi condensed, and he struck back with a punch.

Bang! The two fists met. With a crack, the old man's fist snapped. He let out a muffled groan and fell backward.

Chen Yu quickly stepped forward and threw another punch. Boom... This time, it struck the old man's chest.

Pfft... The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward. Chen Yu had left him severely injured with just two punches.

"You are a Martial Artist too; do you not know the gap between the initial stage and the peak of Martial Truth?" Chen Yu sneered.

"Brat, you dare to hurt me? My Senior Brother will certainly not let you off." The old man was wild with rage.

Slap... Chen Yu sent him flying with a slap. The old man's head slammed heavily against the wall, and his head tilted to the side as he fainted.

Chen Yu turned around and looked at Du Feng.

"Chen Yu, you dare to touch me." Du Feng said coldly.

"I don't dare?" Chen Yu laughed. Suddenly, his right hand grabbed out, a cold glint flashed, and Du Feng let out a miserable scream; one of his ears had been sliced off by Chen Yu.

"Chen Yu... what right do you have to conclude that I did it? On what grounds?" Du Feng shrieked hoarsely.

"On the grounds that I don't like the look of you." Chen Yu slashed out with his sword again, and Du Feng's other ear was also severed.

"Ah..." Du Feng screamed miserably, both ears covered in blood.

"The reason I'm not killing you today is that I want to play with you." Chen Yu leaned down, looking at the painfully writhing Du Feng on the ground: "You had better not die, otherwise it won't be any fun."

With a sword slash, a spray of blood erupted, and one of Du Feng's thumbs was sliced off by Chen Yu. Putting away the Li Chen, Chen Yu turned and left. Du Feng writhed in pain on the ground, screaming: "Chen Yu, I'm not finished with you."

After exiting the door, Chen Yu drove away. He was now going to pick up Yan Roujin to go take a look to the west.

A figure flashed, and A Fu sat in Chen Yu's passenger seat.

"You modern people's technology is truly advanced." A Fu sighed: "In my era, cars seemed to exist too, but they were definitely not something a poor person like me could afford to touch."

"Looking at your attire, you must be from a wealthy family; you couldn't afford to touch this thing?" Chen Yu glanced at A Fu.

"Couldn't afford it. In that era, this thing was a luxury among luxuries." A Fu shook his head.

"You... can you change your clothes?" Chen Yu couldn't help but frown at A Fu's Republic-era style.

"Who would I be changing clothes for?" A Fu said.

"Later, I'll place a few Talismans on you so you won't fear sunlight or Yang energy during the day, and normal people will be able to see you. Having been dead for so long, don't you have any other hobbies or interests besides scaring people?" Chen Yu asked.

"That works too. I'll get to experience the feeling of being a person again." A Fu thought for a moment and nodded earnestly.

"Tell me, is the bloodline sensing accurate?" Chen Yu asked.

"It's about right. My ability is limited, so I only sensed that the direction of the one with the same bloodline is to the west, within a range of about fifty kilometers. But this range is too large; I really can't pinpoint the specific location." A Fu said.

"Then we can only try our luck." Chen Yu sighed. Although it wasn't as hard as finding a needle in a haystack, this matter really required luck.

"Alright, let's go in. Miss Yan is about to get in the car up ahead." Chen Yu reminded.

"Sigh, the beauties are all yours." A Fu muttered: "But your era is really strange; a person can only marry one wife."

"That's right, what about it?" Chen Yu asked.

"It's not good. In our era, we had three wives and four concubines." A Fu said.

"Actually, it's all about the same." Chen Yu shook his head. Nowadays, the wealthy can ignore these rules.

A Fu transformed into a wisp of green smoke and vanished. Chen Yu picked up Yan Roujin and drove all the way west.

"Where are we driving to?" After traveling more than twenty kilometers west, they were already far from the city suburbs. This place was a small town, and on the edge of the town was a temple. This temple had flourishing incense, and the surrounding small-business economy was very prosperous.

"Let's park here and take a break." Chen Yu checked the time; it was 12:30 PM. They would park to rest and, incidentally, ask the people around.

A temple with flourishing incense drives the surrounding economy. Liu Chengye's wife was named Guo Zhen. The year she gave birth to the child, she was twenty-five, and now exactly twenty-five years had passed, so Liu Chengye's daughter should be twenty-five years old, and Guo Zhen fifty.

They asked several people along the way, but all indicated they had no impression of Guo Zhen. After all, the photo in Yan Roujin's hand was from nearly thirty years ago; after nearly thirty years, there would naturally be differences from how she looked now.

"Forget it, let's eat something first." Chen Yu saw there would be no results for a while, so he and Yan Roujin went to a fast-food shop by the road to eat something.

This shop was relatively close to the temple, so business was quite good. There were no seats left inside, so Chen Yu took Yan Roujin to sit at a table set up outside.

They ordered two portions of cold noodles and sat down to wait. At a nearby stall, a clerk was nimbly tossing cold noodles.

"You didn't expect that one day you'd be eating at a street stall, did you?" Chen Yu laughed.

"What of it? Back when I was guarding Li Chen, I suffered through all kinds of hardships." Yan Roujin smiled slightly: "So I have to thank you for finally having Li Chen acknowledge you as its master."

"Your Yan Family, why did you have this promise?" Chen Yu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's a long story. It should be that our ancestors made some promise to the master of Li Chen. Moreover, the Seven Brilliance Weapon Spirit is already a rare divine weapon in this world. Right now, most of its power is sealed, waiting for you to unlock it." Yan Roujin smiled.

"I really thank you all." As Chen Yu spoke, the cold noodles were served.

"Thank me for what? Didn't you also save me many times? Eat." Yan Roujin was indeed hungry. She lowered her head, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat.

The cold noodles were drizzled with special chili oil and tasted very refreshing. Yan Roujin's way of eating was very elegant; coming from a wealthy family, even when eating at a street stall, she maintained a very refined image.

Just after a few bites, a group of people arrived at the stall nearby. Leading them was a hooligan-looking man, followed by several people wearing uniforms with red armbands on their arms, printed with the word "Management".

"Where is your boss? Who let you set up a stall here? Make her come out." The leading man, with a cigarette in his mouth, barked.

"Zhang Yu, it's you again?" The one running the stall was an employee of the shop. He pointed to a stall set up at the entrance of a shop nearby: "These people are all setting up stalls, why don't you go manage them? You're just here to cause trouble."

"Shut your damn mouth." Zhang Yu grabbed the cigarette butt from his mouth and threw it into the sauce for the cold noodles. A large bowl of sesame paste was instantly ruined.

"How can you be like this? You surnamed Zhang, you aren't even management, what right do you have to ruin my things?" The employee was furious.

"You looking to die? I represent the management." Zhang Yu grabbed the employee and raised his hand to slap the other person's face.

"Zhang Yu, what are you doing?" Just at this moment, a girl ran out from inside. Although she was wearing an apron and a chef's hat, looking like the proprietress of a fast-food shop, there was an indescribable air about her that could not be concealed.