Mo Wutong led Lin Ye around to familiarize himself with the environment. Lin Ye noticed that only Old Chen's son, Chen Weiwei, was still practicing.
Mo Wutong said, "Look how diligent your Senior Brother Chen is."
Lin Ye glanced at him again and nodded slightly, "Indeed."
Mo Wutong said, "He's not just diligent, he's freakish. He's sustained more than twice as many injuries as all of us combined."
Lin Ye asked, "Is he the strongest?"
Mo Wutong shook his head: "No, Senior Brother is the strongest."
Lin Ye said: "I heard that Master is a veteran who has participated in countless battles, so he must be highly skilled in martial arts."
Mo Wutong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Ye with an innocent, naive gaze.
He asked Lin Ye: "You're from out of town, right?"
Lin Ye said: "How did Senior Brother know?"
Mo Wutong sighed: "Who among the locals would fall for that?"
Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked: "Isn't Master a veteran?"
Mo Wutong replied: "Yes, how could he not be? In the future..." "You'll see."
He lay down on the rocking chair under the big tree. "Take a break. The martial arts gym isn't that big, and you've seen everything. You know all the senior brothers."
Lin Ye hummed in agreement, but didn't rest. He turned and walked towards Chen Weiwei.
Upon reaching Chen Weiwei, Lin Ye politely greeted her, "Senior Brother Chen."
Chen Weiwei glanced at him, her eyes filled with a kind of disgust—not intense, but icy cold, enough to keep anyone at a distance.
Lin Ye, feeling awkward, didn't bother to argue. He went to practice his horse stance. If it weren't for Old Chen, Lin Ye, with his personality, wouldn't bother getting close to anyone.
Chen Weiwei looked at... Lin Ye's stance was a horse stance, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, before he didn't look at her again.
About an hour later, the martial arts school's main door slammed open, clearly kicked open.
In that instant, Lin Ye saw his senior brothers jump up like rabbits, pretending to practice.
Even eight-year-old Ning Zhu and four-year-old Xue Tongchui started punching; one looked quite skilled, the other was just being cute.
The slender, tall master's wife carried her master, Yan Xi Niu, through the door, surprisingly without blushing or getting angry.
"You dared to go drinking at that drunkard's shop when I wasn't looking? I really gave you a hard time."
One As he spoke, he threw Yan Xi Niu out. Yan Xi Niu weighed about 170-180 jin (approximately 85-90 kg), and landed in the sandpit, shattering the sand.
Yan Xi Niu cried out in pain from the impact, instinctively curling up, still shouting, "Help me! Help me! Drunkard, Cripple, come and save me! The enemy is surrounding us!"
Master's wife, Lei Hongliu, who was initially angry, showed a hint of heartache upon hearing Yan Xi Niu's cries.
"Carry your master inside."
Lei Hongliu gave the order, and several disciples quickly came over and carried Yan Xi Niu into the main room.
Lin Ye, seeing Yan Xi Niu's condition, felt a pang of sympathy, mentally considering the drunkard and the cripple... The address was noted down.
"Master's wife, is Master alright?"
Lin Ye stepped forward and asked.
Lei Hongliu said, "What could be wrong with him? He just drank too much and acted crazy. He'll be fine after a good night's sleep."
Lin Ye responded and said, "Master's wife, I have an ancestral hangover remedy at home. Would you like me to go and get some medicine?"
Lei Hongliu seemed somewhat surprised, looking at Lin Ye and saying, "You're thoughtful, but your Master is fine. He just drank too much; it happens often."
Lin Ye said, "If the hangover isn't treated properly, it will damage the liver. I'll go and get some medicine for Master first, and then write down the prescription for Master's wife later."
Lei Hongliu immediately... The new apprentice gained a better impression, so he smiled and said, "Go to the account and get some money before you go."
"No need, I have some."
Lin Ye bowed and then left the martial arts school.
After leaving the school, Lin Ye looked down at the road ahead. It had rained a little last night, and the roads in the city were mostly dirt tracks, making them slightly muddy.
His master's wife must have left deep footprints carrying his heavy master back. Lin Ye followed these footprints and found a seemingly inconspicuous tavern.
The door was open, and he could see a middle-aged man with one eye sitting inside. Beside him was a cripple, as the man had a cane.
Lin Ye didn't dare to linger. Note that if these two people also have problems, they will be extremely vigilant, so you could be discovered if you're not careful.
He noticed a snack shop across from the tavern, went in pretending to browse, and took the opportunity to look around a few more times.
Just then, the lame man got up and left, leaning on his crutch, and the tavern owner didn't see him off.
Lin Ye followed at a distance with the snacks, watching the lame man enter a blacksmith's shop. After opening the door, he put his crutch aside and sat there, continuing to stare blankly.
Lin Ye passed by the blacksmith's shop, took a few steps, then turned back and politely asked, "Uncle, is there a pharmacy nearby?"
The blacksmith glanced at Lin Ye, then... He pointed ahead: "You'll see it in a short walk."
When Lin Ye bowed to thank him, he glanced at the lame man and was slightly startled; the man had no legs.
Lin Ye's hangover remedy was taught to him by his mother-in-law. She said her husband used to drink a lot, so she specifically sought out this remedy, and it was very effective.
After getting the medicine from the pharmacy, the pharmacist subconsciously looked at him a few more times after hearing his explanation and asked where he got the remedy. Lin Ye simply replied that it was a family heirloom, and the pharmacist didn't ask any further questions.
The pharmacist looked to be around thirty years old, a very refined man. After Lin Ye left, he looked at the remedy he had memorized. Lin Ye's eyes flickered.
After returning to the martial arts school, Lin Ye took the snacks and medicine to his master's wife, saying he had passed by a snack shop and thought the food was alright, so he bought some for her.
His thoughtfulness made Lei Hongliu like him more and more.
After chatting for a while, Lin Ye pretended to be curious and asked, "Master's scars, are they from when you were fighting?"
"Fighting?"
Lei Hongliu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"You silly child, were you fooled too? It's true your master is a veteran, but he was a cook, he just cooked."
She smiled and said to Lin Ye, "You're so thoughtful, your master's wife doesn't hide anything from you." "Your master's martial arts are mediocre. The scars are indeed from bandits. After a crushing defeat, your master was slow to run and was caught by the bandits. He was lucky to survive."
After saying this, she opened Yan Xiniu's clothes: "See? There's a knife wound on his stomach that almost hit a vital spot but didn't kill him."
Then she added, "He tripped and fell while running, and cut himself with his kitchen knife. The bandits probably thought he was surely dead because of this wound, so they didn't finish him off."
Lin Ye's gaze swept over Yan Xiniu's scars, and a slight unease settled in his heart.
"However,"
Lei Hongliu said, "your master's two..." "Those cowardly friends really did go to the battlefield; one went blind, the other lame. It's quite pitiful."
Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. He hadn't come to the wrong martial arts school; there was something to investigate.
He asked Lei Hongliu, "Master's wife, are those two people you mentioned Master's comrades?"
Lei Hongliu shook her head: "They weren't from the same unit. Your master was in the Northern Field Army back then. And those two people... I remember your master mentioning them, something like the Fearless Camp."
The Fearless Camp!
These three words exploded in Lin Ye's mind like a thunderbolt. The reason he came to Yunzhou and even gave up the magistrate's recommendation was because of these three words.
"Master's wife," "I seem to have heard that the entire Fearless Battalion was wiped out back then, not a single survivor. Master, are you sure you didn't tell me something wrong?"
Lei Hongliu snorted: "Impossible. He cries when he's drunk. Several times when he was drunk, he shouted 'Blind man, cripple, run! Your Fearless Battalion is dead! Run!'"
Lin Ye, filled with rage, looked at the fast-sleeping Yan Xiniu, and then remembered the scar his master's wife had revealed when she opened Yan Xiniu's clothes
That scar was definitely not from a kitchen knife, so Yan Xiniu must have a much larger one hidden on his body.
Back then, in that battle, General Tuoba Lie of the Northern Field Army led his troops to relieve his besieged comrades, but due to a misunderstanding in the scouts' messages, the... The besieged border garrison was completely wiped out.
For this, Tuoba Lie was furious. It's rumored he killed many, including the scouts who delivered the message, who were disemboweled and had their hearts ripped out.
The entire army that was wiped out in that battle included the Fearless Camp. His master's wife said the cripple and the blind man both came from the Fearless Camp. The key to this must be understood.
The words "Fearless Camp" weighed heavily on Lin Ye's mind. Perhaps this was fate, allowing him to find the clue so easily.
"Grandma, before you left you said you'd give me everything. I didn't refuse because everything was hatred."
Lin Ye composed himself and said to Lei Hongliu, "Master's wife, I'll go out first." "Yes, I wouldn't dare disturb Master's rest."
He bowed respectfully, his obedient demeanor making Lei Hongliu realize this child was truly different, unlike the carefree lads at the martial arts school.
"Go on, if your master can't teach you anything about training, you can come and ask me."
Lei Hongliu smiled, bending down to lightly kiss Lin Ye's cheek: "I just love obedient children."
Lin Ye was startled by this sudden gesture. In recent years, apart from his grandmother, he hadn't been close to anyone.
He stood there, stunned, suddenly realizing that he didn't feel any disgust; he should have.
Coming out of the house, Lin Ye... His mind was already racing, plotting how to investigate the lame and blind men.
Yan Xiniu slept for who knows how long. Being new, no one spoke to him, so he sat alone watching his fellow disciples practice.
As dusk approached, he went to the sandy area to test his strength with a stone lock. Just as he bent down, a dark figure appeared before him.
Lin Ye instinctively turned back, only to see the taciturn Chen Weiwei standing before him.
"What is it?"
Lin Ye asked.
Chen Weiwei looked him up and down, her voice chilling as she said, "If you want to stay at the martial arts school, you need to get in from that Chen..." "Move out of the house."
Lin Ye asked, "Must I?"
Chen Weiwei: "Must I."
Lin Ye asked, "What if I don't?"
Chen Weiwei said, "Next, I'll punch you in the mouth. Take this."
As soon as she finished speaking, she punched Lin Ye in the mouth. Lin Ye blocked the punch with his arms crossed, but was still knocked back four or five steps.
"If you don't move out, then you'll take one punch from me every day at the martial arts gym. Today's punch is just a warning. Starting tomorrow, the punches will get harder each time."
After saying this, Chen Weiwei turned and left.
Lin Ye felt the pain and numbness in his arms, thinking that was fine too. Otherwise, who would help him get stronger?