[Chapters 378/379 have already been revised
Still scrapped drafts.
Sorry.]
The smile on Tu Luo's face froze in an instant.
He pressed down his wife's hand with one hand, while the other reached for the sword hanging from the pillar beside him.
The roof was covered with thick glazed tiles; no stray cats or dogs could possibly crush them, so there was only one possibility.
Someone was on the roof!
Tu Luo drew his sword and burst out of the room. Just as he was about to look outside to see what was going on, a whistling sound swept past his ear.
A fist smashed toward his temple, coming in fast, clearly not intending to give Tu Luo any time to react.
Fortunately, Tu Luo had already been mentally prepared. At the instant the fist came, he immediately stepped aside. After pulling open a bit of distance, the sword in his hand thrust straight toward the man throwing the punch.
As the sword came in, the other party had no choice but to pull his fist back.
