Lu Shu stood still in the street. He was no longer the weak, poor boy who made a living as a vendor selling boiled eggs. Now, he was one of the strongest Practitioners in the world, able to defeat a Class C pro like Kitamura Hirono almost effortlessly.
Yaeko gazed at Lu Shu's silhouette with a smile. The world had faded away, and Lu Shu was the only person left in her eyes. He… suddenly squatted to pick up Kitamura's katana, and then continued searching for other magical weapons…
It felt like, she was looking at two lovely smurfs dancing and running against a beautiful background…
Oh man! She was losing her sanity!
By the time Lu Shu returned, his face had changed back to Kirihara's. At this moment, the door of the dojo was opened. Bunndai asked curiously as she eyed Lu Shu, unscathed, and Yaeko, who was leaning on the wall feebly, "Are you done with the fight? Do we need to shift our base?"
