Chapter 24.1

Substitute Marriage (10) – “I really don’t want this blessing.” (1)

This little ghost, no, it should be said as this little old man, was quite nimble.

He managed to rush to Li Ruo Shui in just two or three steps. His dagger tried to cut the silver wire ruthlessly but was blocked by Li Ruo Shui’s backhand, and the tip of her sword almost scratched his neck.

“In close combat, it is not the shortest weapon that gives you an advantage. Learn to use your sword as your own hand, both long and short.”

When Lu Zhi Yao finished this sentence, he moved his fingers slightly, and Li Ruo Shui’s foot uncontrollably lunged forward, thrusting her longsword along.

“This is called thrusting. Gathering force at the tip of the sword and a forward thrust can break all laws.”

Li Ruo Shui sighed and was forced to withdraw her hand. She took a few steps backward and couldn’t stop muttering.

“Just teach, why are you nagging me.”

Lu Zhi Yao lowered his eyebrows and chuckled. The silver threads at his fingertips moved slightly, pulling Li Ruo Shui’s hands into a clasped fist pose, then bowed, as if she was apologizing to someone.

“Talking while doing it at the same time is to ensure that you remember better.”

“That’s enough.”

Li Ruo Shui looked at her hands which were forced together, and her eyes were filled with nothing but weariness.

It wasn’t like he was treating her as a toy, because he was indeed teaching her seriously. However, it also wasn’t like he was teaching her seriously, as he was always manipulating her hands to do strange movements.

The little old man was only as high as Li Ruo Shui’s waist. He was probably so angry that he jumped two meters at once.

He had short knives in both hands, and the shadows of his knives were coming in an overwhelming manner as if he had woven a net.

Lu Zhi Yao pulled Li Ruo Shui back a few steps and then raised her sword to resist.

“This is called blocking. There’s no need to look at his sword, trust your muscle memory.”

Lu Zhi Yao stood up and his fingers tapped on the silver thread, moving fast.

“I don’t have muscle memory.”

Li Ruo Shui was resisting the attacks with a physical movement that was not hers, which felt different from in the ring.

In the ring, she was forced to endure the moves, receiving as many blows as she could without game experience. But this time, she had a deep sense of involvement and even had an illusion that it was all her own achievements.

“Smart.” Lu Zhi Yao nodded in satisfaction, walking on the beam as he led her forward to attack.

“Next are the sword moves. I came up with them myself, but there is no fixed method. You can also create your own.”

Li Ruo Shui and the little old man stared at each other, both looking at the other in horror.

Li Ruo Shui’s hand was so fast that not only was it difficult for the little old man to fend off, but even Li Ruo Shui herself was frightened.

Lu Zhi Yao was walking on the beam, as if he didn’t notice the rejection of the two people below, and shook his head indifferently.

“It’s a pity there’s not enough silver threads to teach you how to turn your wrist.”

Enough is enough! Couldn’t you see that the little old man was getting lower and lower, and she felt a kind of whack-a-mole joy?

The little old man rolled on the ground to avoid the blade, then gritted his teeth and decided to put up one last fight.

He bounced up violently, catching the slashing sword with both of his short knives. Using his internal force, he shook the sword out of Li Ruo Shui’s hand and plunged it deeply into the bedpost.

When he found an opportunity, he threw the short knife fiercely forward, aiming straight for Li Ruo Shui’s eyes, but was cut off halfway by a flying knife.

What kind of monster was that on the beam? How could he still have the strength left to knock down his short knife?

The little old man didn’t wait any longer. He immediately escaped through the window.

Lu Zhi Yao didn’t hesitate either. He flipped down the beam and chased after him with Li Ruo Shui on his back.

“I can’t see, so you have to show me the way.”

“If you know you can’t see, then don’t chase after him!”

Li Ruo Shui wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders. At this point, she was devastated.

She must have committed a terrible crime in her past life that she was pulled by the system to approach this lunatic. This life is so miserable.

“Jump! About three or four meters!”

Li Ruo Shui was being carried on Lu Zhi Yao’s back at this time, darting across the roof. It was like riding a roller coaster without safety devices. She stared closely at the road ahead, not daring to get distracted for fear of falling down if she wasn’t careful.

The little old man in front of her looked back every now and then, cursing and swearing, and picked up speed.

Lu Zhi Yao, on the other hand, chased on without the slightest hesitation, not worrying whether there would be a trap ahead.

His dark hair fluttered lovingly in the night wind, and his clear laughter escaped from his throat. Among the three people present, he was the only one who was happy.

Li Ruo Shui was infected by his emotions, and surprisingly, she also felt somewhat comfortable with this speed and could not resist curling up the corners of her mouth.

However, she couldn’t smile in the next second.

On this empty street stood not only the little old man, but there was also a carriage with many people in black gathering around it.

A woman in white was getting into the carriage, and the figure seemed a little familiar.

The little old man looked at them coldly and spat, his expression no longer as panicked as before.

Lu Zhi Yao took Li Ruo Shui down the street, and the blooming corners of his robe revealed a hidden joy.

Li Ruo Shui looked at the large army in front of her and took a deep breath. She pulled Lu Zhi Yao back a few steps and whispered in his ear.

“We left in such a hurry that we forgot to bring the sword. Let’s slip away first.”

“Want to escape?”

The little old man stood proudly beside the carriage. He was about as tall as that wheel. “If you dare to come after me, you must be prepared for the consequences.”

A little old man alone was already so powerful, so it would be foolish not to run. Knowing when to yield has always been Li Ruo Shui’s strength.

Li Ruo Shui immediately jumped on Lu Zhi Yao’s back and patted him.

“Run!”

“Nice try!” One of the men in black rushed up.

Lu Zhi Yao lifted Li Ruo Shui’s collar and pulled her to his front. He snatched the sword from the man in black, slit his throat with his backhand, and put the sword hilt into Li Ruo Shui’s hand.

His movements were clean and sharp. It was as if the murder had never happened before.