"The High-Martial World of Delivery Guys"
Delivering food late at night, he was attacked in the alley. A warrior covered in blood put the jade pendant into his hand: "The last one..."
Lin Feng, a delivery boy in the south of the city, earns over 10,000 yuan a month and rents a ten-square-meter partitioned room. There is no system, no grandfather, only path planning, terrain memory and brute strength gained from three years of running.
The person who was chasing him was Chen Jiu, a blood-clothed heaven-level warrior who killed people like hemp. That jade pendant is the key to the secret vault of Langya Pavilion, which was destroyed twenty years ago.
The back of his head felt inexplicably hot—it contained holy-level Qi. He is the last young master of Langya Pavilion.
The Bloody Clothes Tower wants his life, the Iron Sword Gate wants his jade pendant, and the Ice Valley wants his head. And he just wants to live and finish delivering this takeout order.
Every dog hole and every low wall in the urban village is his escape route. There are knives in the takeout box and meals in the cart basket.
"Delivery" - When the delivery man picks up the knife, the whole city's undercurrent makes way for him.
