With a muffled thump, the large man’s fist struck Han Li’s back. The large man was stunned, but his face vastly changed upon seeing an azure light flicker from Han Li’s body. As the man attempted to land another blow, he was sent flying.

The middle-aged scholar instantly revealed an expression of amazement.

Just as the large man’s enormous frame fell, his body suddenly slowed and he landed on his feet as if he was light as a feather. He appeared completely uninjured.

“Brother Li, are you alright? Did you sustain any internal injuries?” Although the scholarly man possessed little strength, he knew there were many ways that Jianghu Martial Arts could injure without any external signs. As such, he revealed worry.

The large man surnamed Li took a deep breath and felt that his body had no injuries. He couldn’t help but whisper in bewilderment, “It’s nothing, I am fine. His skills are unfathomable, but it doesn’t seem he’s hostile.”

When the scholarly man heard this, he nodded and felt slightly more at ease. He then turned his gaze...