Becoming a Martial Master: Starting as a Swordsmith

The flag lord's warning still echoed in my ears.

If things go wrong again, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Liu's gaze was cold as she looked towards the direction of the knife-forging courtyard.

Since normal channels are blocked, we have no choice but to resort to extraordinary measures.

The following afternoon, Liu, in Li Jiwu's name, transferred a batch of finished knives from the warehouse.

The workers loading the truck saw that it bore the second young master's seal and, without asking any further questions, began unloading the boxes one by one.

At the same time, several men dressed in ordinary short-sleeved shirts also appeared near the Li residence.

They appeared to be resting by the roadside, but their eyes kept glancing towards the movements inside the mansion.

These people were the transport personnel that Liu arranged through the Red Lotus Sect.

Everything seemed to be proceeding according to Liu's plan.

However, Liu underestimated Li Jiwu's level of attention to the warehouse.

Ever since Master Li promised him full authority over the Li family business, Li Jiwu has become exceptionally attentive to the comings and goings of the warehouse.

This is his future wealth; how could he not care?

When the manager brought the transfer records to him, Li Jiwu frowned after just one glance.

He never allocated these knives!

That bitch!

Isn't this getting me into trouble?!

Li Jiwu immediately thought of Liu Shi, and all their past tenderness and affection were thrown to the back of his mind.

He slammed his notebook on the table, stood up with a livid face, called to a few guards, and stormed off toward the warehouse.

He wanted to see what this Liu family was up to!

.......

Midnight,

Inside the warehouse yard, several carts were already loaded with boxes covered with tarpaulins.

Liu was standing beside the car, whispering something to several men dressed in short clothes.

She looked up and saw Li Jiwu leading his men strode in. Her expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

"Second Aunt, what do you mean by this?"

Li Jiwu walked up to her, pointed at the carts, and spoke with considerable anger in his voice.

"When did I allocate this batch of goods? What are you trying to do by misusing my seal?"

Liu forced a smile, trying to reassure him: "Jiwu, let me explain, this batch of goods is for..."

"I don't need any bullshit explanations!"

Li Jiwu, still seething with anger, rudely interrupted her.

"Have these people unload the goods right now and give me back the seal! I can let this go, but if you report it to Father, it won't look good for anyone!"

Upon hearing Li Jiwu's words, the smile on Liu's face slowly disappeared.

Her gaze towards Li Jiwu suddenly turned icy cold, as if she were looking at a dying man.

"What are you doing?"

Li Jiwu felt a sudden panic when she looked at him, but then a surge of anger welled up in his heart!

That bitch, she dares to glare at me?!

Liu did not answer Li Jiwu's question, but instead turned her head slightly and gave a wink to the men loading the truck behind her.

Although Li Jiwu was annoyed, he also noticed her subtle movement, and a strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

He glanced at the group of men almost instinctively.

They stood there, motionless, but their eyes were all fixed on him, and the look in their eyes was unlike that of an ordinary porter.

Li Jiwu's eyes swept across the area again, and suddenly he noticed a red mark on one of the people.

These people are from the Red Lotus Cult!

Thinking of this, a chill suddenly ran down Li Jiwu's spine.

He gave a dry laugh, and his tone softened:

"Never mind... Second Aunt, how about we talk about this later? You go ahead with your work, I'll be going now..."

As he spoke, he backed away, while giving a wink to the guards he had brought with him.

The guards also sensed something was wrong and escorted Li Jiwu toward the warehouse gate.

However, they had only taken a few steps back when Liu's cold voice rang out behind them:

"Kill them!"

Upon receiving the order, the group of men instantly sprang into action!

One group of men pulled out gleaming steel knives from under the tarpaulin on the cart, while others drew short blades from their waists and pounced on Li Jiwu and the others without a word!

Li Jiwu was so frightened that he turned and ran!

Several guards, however, braced themselves and went to meet them. The sounds of clashing swords and screams suddenly erupted in the warehouse courtyard.

Li Jiwu ran wildly without looking back, the sounds of fighting behind him filling him with dread.

Report this to the authorities!

We must report this to the authorities immediately!

Although Li Jiwu was being chased all the way, fortunately his mind remained relatively clear.

He rushed out of the warehouse at his fastest speed ever and ran wildly along the street.

Behind him, the sounds of pursuit grew fainter and fainter.

As he ran, he finally saw the building with the plaque "Changping County Government Office" hanging in front of him. Li Jiwu practically tumbled and crawled to the entrance of the county government office, just in time to see a middle-aged man dressed in the clothes of a constable walking out of the door.

"Officer Zhang! Officer Zhang, help me!"

Li Jiwu lunged forward, grabbed Zhang the constable's arm, and shouted breathlessly,

"The Red Lotus Cult! There are members of the Red Lotus Cult! She wants to kill me! She's in the warehouse, she's armed, the Red Lotus Cult has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, Constable Zhang's expression changed drastically.

He grabbed Li Jiwu's shoulder and asked in a deep voice, "Second Young Master Li, please speak slowly! Who else knows about this?"

Li Jiwu was panting heavily. Fearing that Constable Zhang wouldn't believe him or would just give a perfunctory answer, he told a lie:

"Many people! Many people saw it! The warehouse manager and several guards, they all saw it! Officer Zhang, you must take your men quickly! It'll be too late if you wait any longer!"

After hearing this, Officer Zhang's expression became even more grave.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Li, rest assured, I will handle this matter properly."

When Li Jiwu heard him say this, the huge weight in his heart finally lifted.

He released his grip on Constable Zhang's hand, let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed at that moment, causing him to slump to the ground.

The moment he relaxed, a cold glint flashed across his neck.

Li Jiwu felt a slight coolness on his neck, as if something had gently brushed against him.

He instinctively reached out to touch it, but found his gaze spinning rapidly.

He saw the sky, the eaves, Zhang the constable's expressionless face, and a headless body standing in front of Zhang the constable, with bright red blood gushing from its neck.

The clothes on that body looked very familiar.

Then darkness engulfed everything.

Li Jiwu's head rolled to the ground, covered in dust, a trace of relief at surviving still lingering on his face. His eyes were wide open...

He never understood until his death why the person who came to save him would become the person who killed him.