It was noon and the sun was blistering hot.

By the riverbank on the east side of Xiaobaikou Village, a beautiful woman had just finished doing her laundry.

Her name was Yang Hua, twenty-eight years old this year, at the prime of womanhood. She was as beautiful as a blooming rose.

She had an oval-shaped face, eyebrows shaped like willow leaves, big eyes, lips as red as cherries, and her skin was as smooth and white as a peeled egg.

It was a typical August day and was stifling hot, Yang Hua was sweating profusely and her floral dress was soaked.

The dress was made of chiffon and appeared semi-transparent when wet, revealing her voluptuous figure. This sight was so mesmerizing that even she couldn't resist taking an extra peek.

"Sigh!"

Yang Hua sighed inwardly. Ever since her good-for-nothing husband died, she hadn't been touched by a man, such a waste of her youthful beauty.

Pity was felt not only by her, but the entire village of Xiaobaikou pitied her situation: a young beauty reduced to widowhood.

"Oh no!"

Yang Hua was about to get up when her feet slipped and she fell into the river.

Luckily, she had strong swimming skills and quickly regained her balance.

The cool river water was instantly refreshing. It was the hottest part of the day, and with nobody around, she reasoned she had nothing to fear. Plus, she was still wearing her wet clothes, so why not enjoy a longer soak in the river?

Yang Hua swam around the crystal-clear river like a happy fish. The ends of her floral dress floated on the surface, unable to cover her round buttocks. Her long, white, and shapely legs rhythmically moved in the water.

From time to time, a few small fish would swim near her, showing no fear.

Unfortunately, these fish seemed to have a mind of their own and kept swimming between her thighs.

Did they think they could take advantage of her because she was a widow?

...

...

"Achoo!"

Suddenly, a sneeze came from the bushes on the opposite bank.

The sound of the bubbling stream drowned out the noise, and Yang Hua didn't notice anything.

Upon closer inspection, a head popped out from the bushes, belonging to a teenager, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

He had short messy hair, an impish grin on his face, and long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes, peeking from beneath his thick eyebrows. He was watching Yang Hua intently.

His name was Li Huai, an orphan. His name was given to him by the village head, Zhang Lao'er.

He didn't come here intentionally to peep at Yang Hua bathing. He was out searching for food because he was hungry, and simply chanced upon Yang Hua falling into the river.

Li Huai was still single, and Widow Yang was so attractive, it seemed a waste not to take a peek.

So, he dived into the bushes and started to enjoy the view.

"So beautiful, so beautiful, Widow Yang is so damn beautiful. But I bet she'd look even better without her clothes!"

Li Huai wiped his drooling mouth, feeling itchy all over.

While Li Huai remained focused on Widow Yang, he was unaware of a shirtless burly man carrying a shovel, sneaking up behind him.

The big man got close and suddenly yelled, "Li Huai, you bastard, yesterday at noon, I was having a good time with my wife when you scared me stiff with your kicking! I'll smash you with this shovel!"

Li Huai turned around, isn't this Wang Dashi?

It's easier said than done.

With a swift somersault, Li Huai managed to avoid the mighty swing of the shovel.

Before Li Huai could retaliate, Yang Hua in the river heard the commotion and was both startled and angry.

"Who is that?!"

Damn it!

I got caught by Yang Hua.

Peeping on the young widow bathing, if word gets out, how will I ever marry a wife?

Li Huai glanced at Wang Dashi, showing a wicked grin, and suddenly shouted loud, "Well, well, Wang Dashi, you bastard! How dare you peep on Widow Yang bathing! I'm gonna beat you to death!"

With a swift kick, Li Huai sent Wang Dashi sprawling. Wang Dashi was still clueless, not understanding the situation at all. He came here to settle accounts with Li Huai, how did it turn into him peeping on Widow Yang bathing?

Widow Yang, hearing the shout, looked over and sure enough, there was Wang Dashi.

"Wang Dashi, you have no shame!" Widow Yang swam to the shore, pacing with her front bobbing. Picking up her freshly washed clothes, she said to Li Huai before leaving, "Li Huai, without a man, your sister-in-law can't beat up this bastard Wang Dashi. Help your sister-in-law teach him a lesson and come over to my house for dinner later. I'll stew chicken for you!"

"Sister-in-law, you can rest assured, I'll take care of this bastard!" After Widow Yang left, Li Huai immediately set upon Wang Dashi, punching and kicking him.

Finally, Wang Dashi understood what was happening. So Li Huai was actually the one peeping on Widow Yang bathing?

But when Widow Yang found out, this rotten bastard Li Huai put the blame on him?

"Widow Yang, I didn't peek at you bathing, I'm innocent!"

Widow Yang had already left, what was the use of Wang Dashi shouting now?

Angry, Wang Dashi picked up a shovel and swung it at Li Huai.

"Li Huai, you shameless scoundrel! Forcing me to take the blame, I'll fight it out with you!"

Li Huai remained calm, only reaching out to grab the shovel's handle when it was about to hit him. At the crisp sound of a crack, he snapped the handle, as thick as an adult's wrist, right in half.

Wang Dashi was stunned. He had always heard about Li Huai's prowess, but didn't expect him to be this strong. Despite his muscular build, he wouldn't be able to snap the thick handle of the shovel, even if he put in all his effort.

Could this bastard actually know martial arts?

Li Huai is not only skilled in martial arts, but he is also proficient in medicine!

When he was five, he followed his sister Cuihua to the mountain to herd the sheep and met an old man, who taught him everything.

The martial arts technique was called the Frost Fist, with six different forms. Li Huai had mastered the second form till now. Although he only mastered the second form, he would break a small tree thick as his thigh with one punch.

The medical skill was called Ingenious Eighteen Hammers, with three hits per level, total six levels.

There are thirty-six Death Acupoints, everything from a cold to cancer is due to the obstruction of some acupoints by varying degrees of disease energy. To treat a patient with Ingenious Eighteen Hammers, no pills or injections were needed, just drain the sickness energy and clear the obstructions in the Death Acupoints.

"Li Huai, you... wait for me, I'm going to complain to the village chief!" Wang Dashi, not being a fool, knew when he couldn't take on someone and needed to start running.

Bang!

Li Huai kicked Wang Dashi's butt and yelled, "You dare to complain to the chief, I'll reveal that you've been stealing the women director's underwear!"

"What? You knew about this...?" Wang Dashi was almost tricked into confessing. When he thought about the tigress at home, he shivered, "Li Huai, I'll invite you to a meal at the village restaurant soon, I've got an errand to run!"

It was clear that Li Huai was capable of anything if pushed too far. Weighing his options, Wang Dashi let both matters slide.

Just as Wang Dashi was about to run, someone set off fireworks at the entrance of the village. Li Huai turned to look and saw several small sedans decorated with red flowers heading towards the back street. There were also musicians playing lively music. It was definitely a festive occasion.

"Wang Dashi, don't leave just yet. Tell me, whose wedding is this?"

"You don't know? It's the village chief's third son getting married. Everyone in the village knows."

"Great, everyone in the village knows but me. Watch how I give Zhang Lao'er a piece of my mind!"

Li Huai was pissed off, he dropped the broken shovel and stormed off towards the Village Chief's house.

Halfway to the house, Li Huai suddenly found something strange.

"Didn't the village chief's third son turn into an idiot after crashing his motorbike into the Pagoda tree after getting drunk? Who would marry an idiot like that? Perhaps, the bride is also an idiot!"

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