On the river surface.
Li Yuan looked at the approaching figure, his eyes first scanned left and right, and only after confirming there were no other ambushes, did he turn his gaze full of killing intent towards the newcomer.
He had never seen Lin Chen's face.
Two years ago, Lin Chen was just a disciple at the Poyang County martial arts school, not worth paying attention to.
Later, when Lin Chen started contending with his own son Zhe for the Jiangnan Dao Martial Arts Academy model student, he finally remembered Lin Chen's name, but it was just remembering a name.
It wasn't until Lin Chen obtained the model student of Jiangnan Dao that he began to truly regard this junior seriously. But to his surprise, Lin Chen's progress in martial arts cultivation soared as if on a rocket.
By that time, he had missed the opportunity to make a move.
Making peace was something Li Zhe never considered, because of his nature, he always paid back minor grievances.
