82: I cannot let my husband face danger.

Feng Ming shrugged, indifferent to Luo Meng's words.

"If you can kill me, then come on. I'm starting to wonder which of us is the villain here. I've said so much, yet you still haven't made a move. If we don't fight soon, the sun will be up, and how am I supposed to sleep with my wife then?"

"As expected of a lonely bachelor, you don't understand the plight of others."

"You!"

Luo Meng was exasperated and shouted angrily.

"Arrogant brat! Today, I'll show you that even if you're a Genius, you'll die a miserable death if you don't know how to restrain your brilliance."

As he spoke, Luo Meng drew his blade across his palm.

Blood instantly stained the blade red.

Then, he held the large blade upright in front of him, tip pointing upward.

He then closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Feng Ming felt a bit of interest.

"What kind of attack method is this?"

"It looks somewhat interesting, but the buildup is too long, not suitable for facing an enemy."

In comparison, his own Sword Finger was instantaneous.

This Luo Meng actually hadn't finished preparing after all this time.

If he wanted to kill him, he would have stabbed him dozens of times already.

Feng Ming didn't kill Luo Meng partly because he had finally met an opponent and wanted to see if he could win after squeezing out the other's maximum potential.

On the other hand, he had to keep him alive as a witness.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Lu Qianqian had already reached the main hall.

Likely Lu An'an quickly had Chun Tao help bring a towel to wipe the rainwater off Lu Qianqian.

She then noticed a wound on Lu Qianqian's leg and couldn't help but look distressed.

"Is this wound serious?"

Lu Qianqian waved her hand. "Sister, don't worry, I'm fine. It'll be okay once I apply some medicine."

Saying this, she took out a bottle of Golden Sore Ointment, lifted her pant leg, and sprinkled some powder on the wound.

The wound didn't look large; after applying the Golden Sore Ointment, it soon stopped bleeding.

The pain made Lu Qianqian's expression change, and she gritted her teeth to change the subject.

"Sister, be honest. Is the reason Brother-in-law has you so infatuated because of his chest muscles?"

Likely Lu An'an was stunned and looked at Lu Qianqian with a bewildered expression.

"What did you say? What chest muscles?"

Lu Qianqian, however, looked shocked.

"Oh, my dear sister, are you and Brother-in-law still innocent? Don't you know that Brother-in-law's chest is very firm? It's practically like a block of iron."

Likely Lu An'an shook her head. "How would I know? I've never touched it."

As she finished speaking, Likely Lu An'an's face flushed.

Because halfway through her sentence, she remembered that she had touched it.

Last night, when Feng Ming sent her back, the two of them had kissed until their lips were swollen.

How could she not have touched it?

It was just that she was so weak at the time, using most of her strength to hold onto Feng Ming so she wouldn't fall.

Plus, her attention was on her lips.

So she hadn't paid any attention to Feng Ming's chest.

But... suddenly, Likely Lu An'an realized a problem.

She looked at Lu Qianqian with suspicion.

"Xiao Qian, be honest. How do you know your brother-in-law's chest is very firm?"

Lu Qianqian realized she had slipped up and slapped her head in frustration.

She quickly covered her mouth.

"I didn't say anything just now."

Likely Lu An'an didn't say anything either, just stared straight at her.

Seeing she really couldn't avoid it, Lu Qianqian explained.

"It was just now when my leg was injured. When Brother-in-law supported me, he let me touch it. Didn't you see?"

Likely Lu An'an was speechless. "It's late at night, raining heavily, and I can't Cultivate, so how could I see?"

Lu Qianqian quickly asked, "Sister, you won't mind, will you?"

Likely Lu An'an said crossly.

"I'm your sister, what is there to mind? Besides, since we were little, as long as it's something you wanted, haven't I given it to you if I had it?"

Lu Qianqian's eyes suddenly lit up. "Sister, then I want Brother-in-law. Will you give him to me?"

"What?"

Likely Lu An'an was dumbfounded, looking at Lu Qianqian with a shocked expression.

Seeing this, Lu Qianqian quickly denied it.

"Sister, don't be nervous. I was just joking with you. Brother-in-law really has you quite infatuated."

Hearing this.

Likely Lu An'an gave Lu Qianqian a reproachful look.

"You girl, jokes aren't meant to be told like that."

Lu Qianqian stuck out her tongue and smiled.

"Brother-in-law is truly not bad. I didn't even expect that he had already comprehended the Sword Dao!"

"To think he's not even in the Golden Core Realm, while I'm at the third level of the Golden Core and still haven't comprehended the Sword Dao."

"How can the gap between people be so large?"

After speaking, Lu Qianqian quickly took Likely Lu An'an's arm.

"Sister, you must have Brother-in-law help me. The Liangzhou Trial is in a year. Whether I can make a name for myself depends on you and Brother-in-law."

Likely Lu An'an looked helpless. "Fine, I understand."

How could she not care about her own sister?

While they were chatting happily inside.

Outside, Luo Meng had finally finished gathering his power, and there was movement.

The long blade in his hand suddenly emitted a red light.

This red light looked like burning blood, attaching itself to the entire blade.

Feng Ming also felt that the aura of the blade in Luo Meng's hand had completely changed.

Relying on her keen perception, Lu Qianqian also noticed the commotion outside and quickly looked out.

Upon seeing it, she immediately cried out.

"Blood like light, blade like a flash—this is the Blood Blade!"

"Him! It's actually him!"

Her inexplicable words left everyone confused.

Likely Lu An'an quickly asked, "Who? Who exactly is the person you're talking about?"

Lu Qianqian hurriedly shouted toward the outside.

"Brother-in-law, be careful! He is Blood Blade Luo Meng!"

"His Blood Blade is extremely powerful!"

Likely Lu An'an was also startled upon hearing this. "What did you say? Blood Blade Luo Meng? That bandit from outside Tianhe County?"

Lu Qianqian nodded.

"Yes, it's him."

Likely Lu An'an was puzzled. "Didn't Father send people to wipe them out three months ago?"

Lu Qianqian nodded. "It's true they were wiped out, but clearly Luo Meng didn't die. There were countless bodies then, making it impossible to distinguish them. Luo Meng likely found a body to take his place."

"Not only did he escape, but he also fled to Father's rival's side and joined the Huangfu Family."

As she said this, Lu Qianqian had a look of fury.

Jiang Shuwan didn't understand and instinctively asked, "Is he very strong?"

Lu Qianqian nodded. "He's the leader of that band of bandits and possesses the Three Slashes of the Blood Blade technique. If he goes all out, even a powerhouse at the seventh level of the Golden Core can't beat him."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuwan immediately began to worry about Feng Ming's situation.

Her husband was very capable and could handle ordinary Golden Cores, but this Luo Meng could even defeat a seventh-level Golden Core. How could her husband cope?

Thinking this, Jiang Shuwan rushed outside.

Seeing this, Lu Qianqian hurriedly stopped her.

"Sister Shuwan, don't be impulsive. Luo Meng's Three Slashes of the Blood Blade is very strong; even I can't beat him. You're just going to your death if you go."

"But my husband is out there alone. I can't let him face danger by himself."