Three days later, Lu Changsheng arrived in Zhanhai City. He stepped through the city gates dressed in black, with a long saber strapped across his back. 

Zhanhai City was the prefectural capital of Zhanhai Prefecture, built along the coast where the sea winds never seemed to rest. Trade flourished here, wealth being moved through the streets as freely as the tides. The entire city thrummed with a prosperity that was impossible to ignore.

In Zhanhai City, Lu Changsheng decided not to use the identity of Zhuang Shisan. Using this identity too often for every little thing was bound to draw suspicion, so he came up with a new one—Dao Shier. 

Unlike the burly figure Zhuang Shisan usually presented, Dao Shier looked much closer to Lu Changsheng’s true age. His features were sharper, his build leaner, and he radiated an icy aura that made passersby instinctively keep their distance. Dao Shier was meant to be a saberman,...