Clutching the wooden stick in his hand, Woodman Li, the carpenter was immensely furious at this moment.
On one hand, of course, it was because of the memory of being attacked earlier, and on the other hand, it was because of Du Chengfeng's current miserable state—after all, although he'd always heard about his brother Du fighting life and death outside, upon returning, Du was always intact, so he figured with Du Chengfeng's combat prowess, everything should be fine.
It should be fine, after all his brother Du had always been strong, so strong when he was at Yang Fort that in his understanding, there was no one stronger than Du Chengfeng.
This was also the common perception of those refugees and villagers; they all believed Du Chengfeng wouldn't encounter any danger. With the immense courage of this warrior Du, who could possibly outmatch him?
Not until now did Li, the carpenter realize what kind of battles his brother Du had been going through all along.
