I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

The sound of gongs echoed throughout the entire Fengxi Village.

Before long, hundreds of men, women, and children from the village gathered one after another in the open space at the village entrance.

Everyone looked bewildered and panicked, wondering why the village chief had suddenly summoned them.

"Village chief, what happened? Why the rush?"

"Yes, my husband is still working in the fields, but he's been called back."

The villagers were talking amongst themselves.

Standing on the high platform, Nie Feng looked down at the innocent and puzzled eyes below, his heart filled with guilt.

He took a deep breath and said loudly:

"Dear fellow villagers, I'm so sorry!"

"It's my fault, Little Ma, that dragged everyone down!"

At this moment, Nie Feng had taken off his bamboo hat, revealing his handsome and resolute face.

"My enemies have come knocking on my door. They are the most ruthless assassin organization in the martial arts world."

"If everyone stays here, their lives may be in danger!"

These words immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

Although the villagers guessed that Xiao Ma was no ordinary person, they never expected that he would attract such a terrible enemy.

"Little Ma, what are you saying!" A burly man pushed his way through the crowd and shouted, "You've lived in our village for so long, and you've helped us so much! We've long considered you family!"

"Exactly! Anyone who dares to bully Little Ma, we'll fight them to the death!"

"Our village has hundreds of people, are we afraid of them?"

Several strong young men joined in the commotion, rolling up their sleeves as if they were ready to fight their enemies to the death.

Looking at these excited villagers, Nie Feng's eyes welled up with tears.

But he knew in his heart that although these villagers were full of enthusiasm, they were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter in front of the World Society.

"I appreciate everyone's kindness!" Nie Feng loudly silenced the commotion, "but this enemy is far beyond our capabilities!"

"They kill without blinking an eye, and their martial arts skills are superb; you can't defeat them simply by outnumbering them!"

"Staying here is just a pointless death for everyone!"

"I don't want to endanger the lives of the entire village because of me!"

Although Nie Feng's voice was not loud, it conveyed an undeniable firmness.

The previously noisy crowd gradually quieted down.

Seeing Nie Feng's serious expression, everyone finally realized the gravity of the situation.

"Little Ma..." An elderly woman with a full head of silver hair walked out shakily, took Nie Feng's hand, and her eyes were full of reluctance:

"Since we can't stay here, you'll have to come with us!"

"Let's hide far away so they can't find us!"

The old woman doted on Nie Feng the most, often bringing him homemade food, and had long regarded him as her own grandson.

Looking at the old woman's kind face, Nie Feng felt a pang of sadness and almost shed tears.

But he still shook his head cruelly.

"Mother-in-law, I can't leave."

"Their target is me. If I'm with you, I'll only bring you disaster."

"Only if I stay behind and draw their attention can everyone leave safely."

After speaking, Nie Feng turned around and bowed deeply to the villagers below the stage.

"Everyone, let's go!"

"Go east, as far as you can!"

"If there is an afterlife, I will repay everyone's kindness!"

Seeing Nie Feng's resolute back, the villagers knew that he was determined to face the danger alone.

Although they were extremely reluctant to part, they had no choice but to say goodbye with tears in their eyes for the sake of their family members' lives.

"Little Ma, take care!"

"You must live!"

Amid weeping and farewells, the villagers went home one by one, packed some valuables and dry food, and then hurriedly left with their families in the east.

However, amidst the chaotic crowd, a father and daughter did not follow the crowd and leave.

It was a burly blacksmith with a full beard and a pretty young girl with bright, lively eyes.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, the father and daughter quietly broke away from the group and slipped back to a blacksmith's shop at the end of the village, where they tightly closed the door.

The once bustling and lively Fengxi Village has gradually become deserted.

The sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking gradually faded away, leaving only the mottled stone bridge and the quietly flowing stream, as if telling the story of parting and sorrow.

The entire village was deathly silent.

Nie Feng stood alone at the village entrance, watching the direction the villagers had left, remaining motionless for a long time.

He only breathed a long sigh of relief when the last figure disappeared from sight, as if a huge burden had been lifted.

"Finally... they're all gone." He turned around, looking at the empty village, a hint of loneliness flashing in his eyes, but more so a resolute determination. "Let me face all of this alone."

Before long, two figures appeared at the entrance of Fengxi Village.

One of them, dressed in fine clothes and with an arrogant expression, was none other than Dugu Ming, the young lord of Wushuang City.

The other person, wearing a kasaya, was tall and strong with a resolute face; he was the guardian of Wushuang City, Shiwu Zun.

"Young City Lord, why is this village so quiet?" Shi Wuzun looked around, his brows furrowed. "There isn't even a rooster crowing or a dog barking. This is really unusual."

Dugu Ming also looked suspicious.

They received a mysterious message sent by carrier pigeon, which contained important information about Xiong Ba and invited them to come here for a meeting.

But the current scene looks like a trap.

"Could this be a trick by the World Society?" Dugu Ming secretly channeled his inner energy, his leg muscles tensing, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Although he had always wanted to take revenge on Xiong Ba, he also knew that with the current strength of Wushuang City, facing Tianxia Society head-on would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it," Venerable Shi Wu said in a deep voice. "If it really is a trap, it's too late to retreat now. We might as well go in and find out what's going on, rather than staying here in fear and suspicion."

Dugu Ming nodded, suppressing his unease, and braced himself as he walked into the village.

The two walked along the deserted path, and the more they walked, the more uneasy they felt.

Every household had its doors and windows tightly shut, and some houses even had steaming food inside, but there wasn't a single person in sight.

This eerie silence was chilling.

Until they reached the open space in the center of the village.

"Someone's there!" Dugu Ming, with his sharp eyes, suddenly shouted.

A lone figure sat beside the stone mill ahead.

Hearing footsteps, the man slowly raised his head.

Their eyes met!

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Nie Feng?!" Dugu Ming's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously assumed an attack stance.

Although the mysterious letter mentioned that Nie Feng was here, he never expected to run into him here.

Moreover, judging from Nie Feng's expression, he seemed completely bewildered.

Nie Feng was indeed very confused.

He originally thought that what awaited him was Xiong Ba, and he was prepared to fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, it was people from Wushuang City who came!

"Dugu Ming? Shi Wuzun?" Nie Feng frowned, his mind racing.

Could it be that the World Alliance and Wushuang City have joined forces?

wrong!

Given his domineering and arrogant personality, how could he possibly deign to join forces with the leaderless Wushuang City? Moreover, the two sides have a blood feud.

Why are they here?

Could it be that he also wanted to capture me to curry favor with Xiong Ba?

Both sides harbored their own thoughts and were wary of each other, so neither spoke first.

Suddenly, the scene became extremely strange.

Only the chilly wind, whipping up fallen leaves and rustling them, added to the somber atmosphere.

Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats broke the deathly silence.

"Giddy up! Giddy up!" A slightly dilapidated carriage drove into the village entrance, raising a cloud of dust.

The driver turned out to be a comical man with heavy makeup and a delicate, effeminate gesture.

"Wen Chou Chou?!" Dugu Ming and Shi Wuzun exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Isn't Wen Chou Chou a favorite of Xiong Ba? How come he's here? And I heard he's already dead?