Chapter 652: Goodbye, Black-Clothed Man

Chapter 652: Goodbye, Black-Clothed Man

“She? Fake.”

“Fake? How can she be fake?! She’s a living person—just touched her, how can she be fake?!”

“It’s not her who’s fake; it’s the engagement. I was just hiding it from her mother and grandmother. I’m merely a crowd actor here.”

“Oh, I see now! So it’s all fake!”

Luo Xiaoxue was overjoyed, life had its ups and downs, and after just feeling a heart-wrenching crack, hope was back on the horizon.

This is fake? Great! Knight Lin is still single; there’s still a chance for me!

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing, just thinking of something happy.”

Luo Xiaoxue squinted her eyes and giggled, her happiness rivaling that of Su Kexin just moments ago.

Lin Nuo strongly condemned the chitchat of these young girls. His own quotes had been hijacked; those were clearly his words!

Don’t you have your own quotes? Why steal mine?

“Well then, are you thinking of getting married?”

“Why are you so nosy? Are you planning to get married?”

“Me? I think about it, but it depends on the other person’s willingness. After all, they’re really excellent and might not look my way, but I’ll keep trying!”

“Then go for it.”

“Thanks!”

Luo Xiaoxue continued to squint and smile, her spirits soaring, her voice ringing much louder.

This is something she can strive for. Lin Nuo is her source of faith; as long as the belief remains, there’s always hope.

“Knight Lin, do you think the court has some ulterior motive in taking Su Family Village?”

“Doesn’t concern me. I don’t want to guess. Even if they have evil intentions, someone will eventually punish them. But that’s not my concern.”

With that, Lin Nuo felt a gust of wind at his feet, ready to jump onto the roof. The world is fraught with dangers and traps; no one knows what hides in the current location.

“Knight Lin, I hope to punish them.”

“Then go ahead.”

“But can I really do it? I’ve doubted myself all along about whether I have the ability to oppose them… Dong Wei’s power is still strong, and I’m just…”

“Doubt? Go home and sleep. If you want to oppose them, overthinking won’t help. Dong Wei’s nothing special; just punch them if you have hands.”

As soon as Lin Nuo finished speaking, the wind surged beneath his feet, and with a whoosh, he jumped onto the rooftop.

“I suggest you return to your organization. Discussing this with me won’t get you any help against Dong Wei.”

After finishing his words, Lin Nuo leaped away between rooftops in a flash.

Like the wind, he vanished in an instant.

“Just have hands, huh… Knight Lin is really confident… He says he won’t help, but he’s helped me so many times already?”

Luo Xiaoxue whispered to herself, pondering how cold Lin Nuo’s words seemed, yet her heart warmed. His words and actions contradicted each other. If it weren’t for him repeatedly intervening, she likely would have met her end long ago.

For him, extinguishing Dong Wei shouldn’t be difficult; it’s just that he looks down on this task. Punishing Dong Wei ultimately falls to someone with royal blood—her.

……

Lin Nuo leaped across the rooftops, confirming Su Kexin and the others were safe, with no potential dangers nearby.

He watched them; the women of the Su family were happily chatting and laughing together.

Why not enjoy your family time in peace? Stop running around!

Lin Nuo thought the situation was just right—waiting for the Falling Star to descend. If Su Kexin wasn’t present, the plan would succeed.

But suddenly, sensitive Lin Nuo felt a sharp gaze scrutinizing him from the shadows, and he immediately pinpointed the source of the gaze.

Someone was watching him.

He often tracked others; he couldn’t stand being tracked himself.

However, the other party was deliberately hiding, and Lin Nuo couldn’t catch even a glimpse of them.

Perhaps there were too many observant eyes out now, and they were reluctant to show themselves.

He was sure this person’s target was him; the hidden gaze was like a sharp blade, honing itself more and more, waiting to strike.

Looks like I need to retreat first.

Lin Nuo pretended not to notice, wind rushing beneath his feet as he continued leaping across the rooftops, while that sharp gaze continued to follow him, clinging on like a dog.

Lin Nuo had unknowingly leapt to the outskirts, where it was sparsely populated, trees and underbrush thick. He landed on a branch and coldly said:

“Come out. Your target is me, right?”

In an instant, a black shadow shot out, moving incredibly fast, so fast that ordinary people couldn’t see it at all. While Lin Nuo and the figure exchanged leaps across the rooftops, passersby below remained oblivious to their presence.

It was a man, cloaked in black, face covered, empty-handed, and with no visible weapons. He paused on another branch, facing off against Lin Nuo.

Though he had no weapons, his deep, sharp eyes pierced like a blade, locking onto Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo recognized him as the black-clothed man who had appeared earlier. Though his face was obscured and his appearance indiscernible, Lin Nuo knew his skills were formidable and comparable to his own.

“It’s you. Why did you follow me here?” Lin Nuo coldly questioned.

The man said nothing but suddenly felt the wind beneath his feet and, in an instant, dashed right in front of Lin Nuo.

He, too, was like a gust of wind, astonishingly swift, raising his right hand to strike Lin Nuo with an open palm.

Lin Nuo wasn’t one to be trifled with; after all, he was the Wind’s Joyful Man. As the black-clothed man charged, he instinctively jumped from one branch to another, dodging the strike.

The black-clothed man unleashed a flurry of attacks, and Lin Nuo skillfully evaded. The black-clothed man’s palm energy was terrifying, shattering many branches and leaves along the way.

Lin Nuo was overpowered and couldn’t afford a direct confrontation, so he had to rely on dodging.

After failing to strike Lin Nuo several times, the black-clothed man decided to escalate things; lifting his hand, a sharp spirit sword appeared above him, instantly transforming into multiple sword shadows, raining down toward Lin Nuo.

Lin Nuo took a deep breath, instantly manifesting multiple shadows, spreading out rapidly to distract the black-clothed man.

With Lin Nuo’s cultivation improved from crude shadow techniques to refined ones, combined with his high speed, distinguishing the real body became extremely difficult for his opponent. The sword shadows began to fail as they were systematically negated by Lin Nuo.

However, the black-clothed man was skillful at learning and accumulating experience during combat. After the failure of the sword shadows’ assault to find an opening, he easily discerned Lin Nuo’s true position.

Shadows were nearing the black-clothed man, yet he dismissed them, considering them mere illusions incapable of hurting him. His target remained locked on Lin Nuo, charging forward despite the oncoming shadows.

However, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Lin Nuo’s mouth. The approaching shadows meant to strike the black-clothed man were illusions; ideally, they couldn’t harm him, but Lin Nuo had a trick up his sleeve. The real body and the illusion were merely a mental switch.

The essence of the shadow technique was calling with one’s shadow.

In an instant, Lin Nuo’s real body switched places with the shadow, the black-clothed man swung at air, while the shadow he dismissed shifted to become Lin Nuo’s real self, delivering a punch straight to him.

But the black-clothed man reacted swiftly, rapidly turning and raising his arm to block, the sound of a collision resonating as both were pushed back slightly.