Beside the lake, in a room by the window of a lakefront hotel, stood an elder and a youth.
The elder was cloaked in a wide black robe, face covered with a black cloth, eyes sharp and aura cold, appearing very mysterious.
The youth wore a blue kimono, with stern expression, he was one of the East's two great geniuses, Xiaoquan Dongliu.
"Master, the person on the left of the banyan tree on the island in the lake, is the one who killed Takeda the other day and even repelled Xie Feng." Xiaoquan Dongliu's eyes are fixed on Lin Fei standing atop the tree on the island in the lake, speaking to the elder in the black cloak.
The elder was none other than the East Japan Sword Saint Yamamoto Taro.
"This kid has guts, to dare kill a member of our East Japan Sword Sect, I will seek revenge for this feud." The East Japan Sword Saint's gaze was profound.
