The Note of the Swordsman

- Engagement.

It was only two more days before this woman named Na Yueyin would arrive and Fu Juese had been training her physique in the courtyard of the house and the surroundings every day, as it was the first suggestion of the book.

Fu Juese was now doing her usual stretching. After that, he used a 2kg iron bracelet on his hands and feet.

In the morning he would run, after that lunch, and again resume strength training by hitting a mysterious tree continuously in the forest until the sun sank.

The tree was enormous and sturdy, its height even surpassed that of a tower, it had a thickness of up to five times that of an adult's hand. The tree is called the tree of the world.

The night that Fu Juese did not stop, he practiced breathing techniques until he finally fell asleep, but it was completely useless because his profound energy had not increased at all thanks to his demonic nucleus that was still damaged.

Many people ridiculed the efforts of Fu Juese. They were mostly from disciples in the sect.

"What the fuck is that boy, why did he suddenly suddenly become strange?"

"Why didn't he just stop doing it?"

"There's no point in a trash training his physique, while inside it is empty!"

"Haha!"

"Haha!"

Fu Juese did not listen to their words and still ran.

Fu Juese did have a weak physique, therefore he was occasionally found to have fallen unconscious in the middle of the road.

"You see that, puhahaha! How funny!!! He fell asleep in the middle of the road?!"

"A fool would feel good to be free to do whatever he wants!"

They laugh at it and not help it. Even so, Fu Juese remained disciplined and continued to train the next day.

He did not want to suffer the same fate as in the old man's story in his notebook, Fu Juese did not want to climb the thorny streets for the rest of his life. That's what keeps him going.

In his eyes, Fu Juese was convinced that he could change all that.

"My journey is still very long and long. This is all still not much!"

Fu Juese got more serious with his training, he was also never seen playing again with his friends.

While having a break, Fu Juese used it to learn sign language. He did so because he wanted to voice Na Yueyin's voice.

That was the only way for him to return the favor for what he had done to the old man in the future.

That morning a horse carriage arrived in front of the residence of the noble house of the Fu Clan.

A man and a woman came out of it.

The man lowered his head, gave his name and explained the intent of his arrival. He was the messenger of the Na family. The two of them were then welcomed in by the head of the family, Fu Hei.

In the notebook, Na Yueyin is only described as a beautiful figure, a goddess, or a plain white angel. None of those words could explain Na Yueyin's physical features.

'I think the old man is too much.'

Fu Juese did not know if all those words were the right thing to say except for a stalker, but the woman who came out of the horse carriage was quite pretty as well, he thought.

The sight of the two suddenly meeting, it was almost as if Fu Juese had averted her eyes from blushing in shame. But Fu Juese did not do so and smiled greeting him.

The woman still locked her mouth, while the messenger from the Na family seemed cool chatting with Fu Hei.

Fu Juese who saw that also smiled bitterly.

'It's bad luck."

Fu Juese then ventured to ask her to speak, she used sign language.

(What's your name?)

The eyes of the beautiful woman widened and her mouth slightly gaping.

'Eh? Is something wrong? I didn't say anything strange, did I?'

Fu Juese was sure that the movement of his hands was right, but the woman stared and did not answer him.

"Ma... Uh.co..."

Suddenly he spoke, Fu Juese immediately saw the movement of his hand.

(Greetings, my name is Na Yueyin)

So Na Yueyin turned out to be right, now only one of the contents of her notebook proved to be true.

After that Na Yueyin fell silent sealing her mouth, while Fu Juese still smiled faintly there.