Lv Guanhong was momentarily stunned, then he reacted and stood up, adding, "Rest assured, I once owed my life to them. I saved their whole family before, and that place is quite remote and safe." Wang Anfeng nodded without saying anything. Following behind Lv Guanhong, he moved forward. Due to the Dragon Blood Ginseng that was three thousand years old and the Shaolin Ultimate Skills he had cultivated, his injuries had already recovered to eighty or ninety percent. Although not in peak condition, it would not affect his ability to fight. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovelfire.net He sighed again in his heart. If he were to disappear, the prince would inevitably be furious, highly likely to trace back and send iron cavalry to trample the village he once stayed in. He would have already entered Shaolin Temple. Lv Guanhong and he were martial artists of the Middle Third Rank, with skills surpassing ordinary people. Even though they had to be cautious of concealing their figures to prevent leaving too clear traces that could be tracked, their speed was still quite fast. Before dawn had fully broken, they had already arrived at the oasis Lv Guanhong mentioned. As expected, it was quite remote, so much so that it shouldn't even be called an oasis, as there was only a single house, surrounded entirely by desert. For some unknown reason, in such a barren place, Heaven and Earth created a crescent-shaped cool spring that nourished cattle and sheep. The door was opened by a middle-aged man, who was taken aback upon seeing Lv Guanhong. Lv Guanhong was also somewhat bewildered, and after a conversation, he realized that his friend had passed away several years ago. The person in front of them was his only son, unmarried, living here alone, raising cattle and sheep, living his life. Lv Guanhong didn't mention the reason for his visit, only that he was passing by and wanted to see his friend. The middle-aged man warmly invited them inside, preparing barley bread, steaming hot sheep's milk, and some simple vegetables. He also intended to slaughter a sheep, but Lv Guanhong couldn't stop him. All he could do was watch the man walk out, shaking his head helplessly. Once seated, he ran his right hand over a table full of cracks and sighed: "It's been ten years since our last meeting. I didn't expect he'd already be gone..." Wang Anfeng did not respond, just continued to devour the hot food on the table. For various reasons, he couldn't stay too long at Shaolin under the current situation. If he appeared, it was very likely he would be surrounded. It had already been a month since he had proper food. He almost appeared to be wolfing it down. Lv Guanhong's voice grew dim, still gazing out the window, suddenly sighing with a smile: "We're almost destined not to escape this time, huh? I never expected this result despite being so cautious my entire life..." "But, at seventy-five, I've already lived long enough." "Finally, to be hunted down by a prince's army, wandering for over a month before dying – I'll have a good story to brag about when I meet my wife again down there, haha. She used to say I didn't seem like a martial artist while she was alive. What do you mean not a martial artist? I'm already Fifth Rank, isn't that a martial artist?" Wang Anfeng paused in his actions. Lv Guanhong sighed again: "It's just a pity for you. I've lived a lifetime, walked the roads I should have, seen the sights I needed to. Even at the end, being with someone like you to have a gratifying adventure is enough, more than enough..." "But you, you're still so young." Wang Anfeng swallowed the food in his mouth, his face still stern, and said: Lv Guanhong was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter: "If I, this old man, end up underground one day, I'll have even more to brag about. A prince's army couldn't claim my life, and if that day comes, I'll truly have something to boast about!" A slight smile appeared on Wang Anfeng's lips, but before it fully formed, it disappeared, turning into coldness as he turned to look at the sound from the door. Lv Guanhong, a beat late, also looked over. Three footsteps approached the door. Wang Anfeng frowned, then his brows relaxed. Lv Guanhong, who was so bold moments ago, now tensed up, his body taut as a wooden door was pushed from the outside. A somewhat tall young man was at the forefront, wrapped in cold wind, loudly saying: "Is anyone there? Sir, we are passing travelers and want to ask for directions and perhaps a bowl of hot sheep's milk to warm up." The voice abruptly stopped. The rugged young man paused, seeing the old and the young inside the house who didn't at all seem like herdsmen or peasants. From the calm demeanor of these two, he sensed an unprecedented threat and an almost indelible aura of death. His pupils suddenly contracted, muscles tense, as his right hand almost instinctively rested on the hilt of his knife. A clear sound of a blade rang out. At this moment, a broad male voice called from behind: "Adun, don't be impulsive." The young man's action paused, his pupils still full of vigilance, but he seemed to have great trust in the owner of the voice. Slowly, he grasped the knife, standing to one side. A middle-aged couple, both with features typical of Central Plains, emerged from behind him. The man was a scholar in his thirties or forties, and the woman had delicate features. Wang Anfeng withdrew his gaze, his expression remaining calm. Xu Chuanjun sighed, voluntarily stepping forward to greet them, saying: "The whole of Parthia is currently hunting for you two. I never expected to meet you here." The young man changed his expression dramatically upon hearing this, his face reflecting shock and admiration. He looked at the old and the young inside and said: