The Martial Arts Conference Began

He brought Shinji Sakurakami to the edge of the venue and saw Miyamoto Musashi and Linghua from afar.

Miyamoto Musashi had two knives on his back. With his appearance, the people around him avoided him. Linghua stood beside him with a sword hanging from her waist. She looked extremely flirtatious.

Lei Luo greeted them and stood beside them. After drinking yesterday, the two of them treated Lei Luo as a friend.

"This is?" Miyamoto Musashi asked Shinji Sakurakami, who was beside Lei Luo. He hadn't seen this person yesterday, which made Miyamoto Musashi's heart itch a little.

"A local friend. She's here to watch the martial arts tournament."

Lei Luo and his companion didn't know how to explain themselves either. Fortunately, they said so, so Linghua and Miyamoto Musashi could slowly guess the specifics.

Next to them, Shinji Sakurakami was still looking around. When she heard someone calling her, she greeted the two of them with a smile.