Chapter 82: Warmth

"Your strength is not bad, but your intellect is lacking."

A young man in a black robe slowly emerged from the darkness, approaching Mu Qingfeng's corpse.

With a flick of the tiger-head broadsaber, he decapitated him.

"I never leave any loose ends when I take action. To prevent you from faking your death, I must do this."

As Lu Yun muttered to himself and was about to leave, his gaze suddenly caught a small purple bag on the corpse.

"The Sumi Bag?"

He flicked his wrist, and the tiger-head broadsaber skillfully lifted the purple Sumi Bag into his hand.

He then walked over to Mu Yingbo's corpse, searching it thoroughly but found nothing.

"It seems I thought too much."

Lu Yun shook his head slightly and left.

After killing Mu Qingfeng and Mu Yingbo, he did not leave Breeze Mountain Villa immediately but wandered into the courtyards that seemed quite nice.

Breaking doors.

Killing people.

No one could withstand a single strike from him. Some people even died in their sleep.