Eighteen miles outside the city.
Lu Zheng descended from the sky and saw two men pushing a cart, moving eastward step by step along a small trail.
One of the men wore black clothes, had a large build, and was sturdily strong, clearly someone who practiced martial arts. Though not yet initiated into Martial Dao, he could probably fend off twelve or thirteen people without letting them get within proximity.
The other man dressed in hemp clothes and seemed ordinary, but his eyes glimmered with caution, likely one who used his brains. However, his bruised and swollen face, paired with his vigilant expression, inexplicably appeared somewhat amusing.
Lu Zheng shook his head, manifested in front of the two, and stood calmly in the middle of the road.
"Hmm?"
The two men didn't see how Lu Zheng appeared; they simply raised their heads to find a scholar in blue blocking their path.
The man in hemp clothes halted his steps and shrank back slightly, "What's happening?"
