"Or what?"
A cold snort came from the treetops. Chu Chengfeng's expression changed, his shoulders twitched, and his sword popped half an inch out of the Sword Box. A faint dragon's cry echoed from within. But the blade quickly slid back into place. Chu Chengfeng laughed and cursed in the direction of the voice, "Or what? If something happened to you, who would I tell about your heroic feat of abducting a married woman all those years ago?"
A figure dropped from the treetops. It was none other than the elegant, scholarly-looking adulterer, Xiao Buping. Hearing this, Xiao Buping flew into a rage. "Others might not know the real story, but you do! Do you have to go around boasting that I have a thing for sheltered, married women? Do you want everyone in the Jianghu to hunt me down?"
Chu Chengfeng's expression suddenly hardened. He looked at Xiao Buping's bloodstained shoulder. "You're injured?"
