Milla is an ordinary high school student from RidgeCrest High yet her grades started dropping low, her family suffers under a financial statement and just broke up from her two years boyfriend. When all seem too down, she stumbled across a website: GODS FOR HIRE. Apparently, this site allows you to hire literal Gods to acquire your wishes. Only, you can hire one God for six months. After the deal, the God will perform a ritual and all your memories of that God will disappear—as if you never met such God. From a variety of Gods such us Zeus, Odin, Hanuman and etc., Milla accidentally chose the least popular God from the site—Morpheus, The Greek God of Dreams. But Morpheus, unfortunately, took in the form of Milla’s ex-boyfriend, Elliott!

Rhian is a timid girl with no friends. On the night of her school camp, she lost her way and stumbled upon an abandoned church. What lies inside the church was an old, fragile coffin sealed with rusty locks and crumpled papers. Fascinated about a real coffin, Rhian carelessly touched it however, one touch from the girl, the thousand year old coffin finally opened and the body lying inside came awoke. What words uttered on the supposedly dead man's mouth were, "Is it you? Are you the human destined for me?"

In the year 2056, there is nothing new about greed and the urge to destroy, except the science. The technology that grows fast and passes just as fast into history. Failure is always a threat, but that makes the success even sweeter.

An active criminal is on the fast lane to become a legend. Legends live fast, die young. Sometimes it's a name that lives on, barely hanging on to history. Most hackers aim to make money or fame. What he wanted was revenge.

It is a new age. Bliss and silk scarves have no place here. Only blood and violence.

Kahirapan at pagiging gipit sa pera ang nagtulak kay Jade para pasukin ang nakakatawang trabaho. 

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Salary: 50,000 monthly


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Fresh out of fashion school–scratch that–freshly dropped out of fashion school, Yang Yexin has a million dreams and aspirations, but reality is cruel. Dreams get you nothing.


Yang Yexin had to abandon her dreams to take care of her sick mother, pay bills, and settle debts. But it's not enough, especially when she's just lost her highest paying job!


But when a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity comes around, Yang Yexin sees a way out of her miserable money troubles. She's just not quite sure.


Her life in exchange for limitless amounts of money... Is that really fair? Is it really worth it?

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It was with good reason that Pei Zhen was called 'Daddy Pei'.
Although Pei Zhen was a lazy person normally, when angered he had a razor-sharp tongue that could reduce anyone to tears. 
The big boss was stunned when Pei Zhen pointed out that the agreement didn't have a clause relating to coming out of the closet. The next moment, Pei Zhen demonstrated his superior skills in resenting someone.
"The agreement doesn't contain any terms and conditions relating to coming out, hence my coming out doesn't constitute a breach of terms. The company has made an intention to terminate my agreement without good cause. Who should be bearing the penalty then? Aren't you aware of this?"
The middle-aged man appeared a little nervous. "No. It's you…"
"You're right. I did come out of the closet. But in doing so, I brought limelight and attention to the agency. General Manager Liu, don't think for a moment I don't know that you're taking the opportunity to make money. You've taken advantage of me in this instance, and want to seek compensation from me. Your face is as big as a salad bowl."
"Pei Zhen!"
"Let's not even talk about whether the penalty sum is reasonable. Do you dare say that you have nothing to do with the wave of smear campaigns on the internet? I only came out of the closet; I didn't do anything to harm anyone. But the way you've defamed me, oh, are you looking to be invited to the police station for tea?"
"You!" He was holding the status of a big boss, yet a string of swear words escaped his mouth as he slammed his palm on the table. "You son of a bitch!"
Thinking that Pei Zhen was on his way down anyway, he might as well go gloriously. The big boss did, in fact, hire a bunch of internet ghostwriters to start a smear campaign against Pei Zhen. Only, the moment it was exposed, it more than infuriated him.
Anger aside, the infuriated man looked quite ugly.
He could say such nasty words…
"Huh."
Pei Zhen laughed icily and closed the document with a loud snap. Initially, he had sat back in the chair lazily, but with the ugly showdown he got up from the chair.
Drawing himself to his full and imposing height, Pei Zhen was not to be fooled around with. He walked towards the big boss, emitting an aura of danger that he no longer cared to suppress.
"You… you… you…" General Manager Liu was nervous and drenched in cold sweat. Particularly when Pei Zhen placed his hand on the table right in front of him, and he almost shouted for fear that Pei Zhen might hurt him. "What are you doing? Hit me? Let me tell you, if you hit me…"
"Hit you?" Without waiting for the big boss to finish, Pei Zhen interrupted sarcastically, saying, "My hand is used to touch Fu Sichen. You? You're far from good enough."
He'd lived more than half a century, and no one had ever spoken so resentfully to him. He was at a loss for words. General Manager Liu didn't understand how it happened, and the only words he could utter in the end were 'You, you, you'.
"There's no need to be too angry." Pei Zhen stood up straight again and looked down at him. "I'm the one who came out of the closet, and I'm the one who caused the damages. I will pay the penalty. The condition is that you have to apologize to Xiao Nian and Miss Chen."
Miss Chen, the secretary, was moved to tears. "Pei Pei…"
"Oh, one more thing." Pei Zhen took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. "And you have to apologize to my Guo'er."
Guo'er was Pei Zhen's mother, of course.
He had carried him for ten months in the womb and expended great efforts in bringing him up. He could insult Pei Zhen himself, but Pei Zhen would never let anyone who insulted his mother off the hook.
"You!" General Manager Liu turned red in pure fury. "Don't push your luck. I most definitely will not apologize!"
"Oh." The line was connected, and Pei Zhen said icily," Mum, could you contact Uncle Yang… yes, your classmate who is a prosecutor. Someone has insulted you. I wonder what happens to people who insult our national research scholar."
"I'm sorry! I'm the dog!"


The person that Pei Zhen hates most in his life is the perfect Fu Sichen. Alas, life is full of surprises and unpredictability. One fine day, an accident turns Pei Zhen into Fu Sichen's pet cat! As Fu Sichen's pet cat, he makes a shocking discovery about his sworn enemy - a deep dark secret that the perfect Fu Sichen has kept hidden for years. Trapped in his cat body, Pei Zhen moves from one adventure into another while trying hard to find a way of turning back into his human self. When he finally does, the world as he once knew, has become a completely different place!

When these three people spoke up, the jewelry industry exploded.
"Didn't Shen Qianshu say that those were all her design blueprints? Why are there these people claiming that Shen Qianshu is impersonating them? Who is lying here? So did Shen Qianshu impersonate them? Can someone say something?"
"I think that there's an 80% chance that Shen Qianshu is pretending to be them. Look at the competition video, that's a man. Niel's manners are more similar to the person in the video. The manners of Niel in the competition video was so similar to a young teenage boy. He's definitely a male."
"Let's now mention the others yet, I agree too. The Niel in the third video must be a real man. If he's a woman, I will live-stream myself eating shit!!" 
"I have already wanted to say earlier that that was evidently a man!"
"The Candy in the video did not look like Shen Qianshu at all. Even though people's looks may change after a few years, the change would not be so drastic. There must be something concealed going on in here." 
"Someone finally came out to expose Shen Qianshu's pretense. I think that it's an 80% chance that she is pretending to be them."
…
The netizens were all fence sitters. Everyone had a different opinion, and most of them were ghostwriters, so there was no need to pay much attention. Shen Qianshu did not want to look at the comments at all, yet she was helpless that the boisterous child Meng Qi was reading the comments in the top sections out one by one. 
He read it in an expressive manner!
Tong Hua was speechless. "…" 
What grudge, what hatred?
Yun An was also puzzled. Out of trust for Shen Qianshu, he did not even seek evidence from Shen Qianshu and single-sidedly bashed Megan and Bailey, using his own reputation to counter their terrible white-washing method. 
The "if Shen Qianshu plagiarized…" incident almost occurred again.
Shen Qianshu could not help but rant to Lin Xiaojuan. "Best friends are best friends indeed. Look at Yun An, and look at you. You only care about your romance and did not do public relations for me!" 
The Big Beauty Lin who was only concerned about her romance felt very accused. 
She was not in the jewelry industry and was traveling recently. Her phone was shut down until one or two hours at night, and when she knew about this incident, Yun An had already bashed them openly, causing a fuss online.
"I told you back then that it was already enough to change your identity to participate in the competition. Why did you alter your face too?" Big Beauty Lin said. "Now, it is hard to clarify yourself pretending to be Niel. To speak the truth, that netizen who wanted to live-stream himself eating shit was right. You pretended to be a real man so accurately that you have now sabotaged yourself."
"It's my fault that my acting skills were so good then."
"Stop saying nonsense and think of a solution quickly."
Such a manipulation, with a bunch of people standing out to accuse Shen Qianshu of impersonating them, was really impressive. It could not be denied that the B Family's public relations were all talents, making sure that Shen Qianshu would be unable to prove her innocence. 
"Just make it big, make it big. The bigger the commotion, the happier I am." The slap to their face would be even more satisfying. 
This incident had already risen to become the world's top news.
Once again, Meng Qi was preparing to recite the news on the trending searches expressively when Shen Qianshu took an apple and threw it at him. "Little brother, shut up quickly." 
"Do you like becoming a man? Have you felt the slow malice yet?" said Meng Qi while making 'tsk'-ing noises. "I'll just wait to see how your reputation will be destroyed." 
"Your tone is really scary. Revert back to normal quickly."
Shen Qianshu's phone almost exploded from the calls by the reporters. She did not answer any of the calls from strangers. Behind the scenes, she was also constantly questioned by fans, reporters, and a bunch of nosy people. She was too lazy to reply to them and directly sent a post to rebuke them.
Shen Qianshu: Candy, Sara, Niel, declare your addresses so I can send my lawyer letters to you. I'll pay for all your legal fees, so please hire a better lawyer. We'll see each other in court!" 


Seven years ago, Shen Qianshu is impregnated with Ye Ling's child in an accident. 
Seven years later, the little boy becomes famous and is thought of as the nation's son.

When he suddenly sees Ye Ling appear, he greets, "Hello, Daddy?"
Ye Ling watches as the little prince roars, "Where's my princess?"
Just as Shen Qianshu is preparing to run with her son, she gets pushed down by Ye Ling. 

"You can leave if you want, but leave me a princess first. Let's have another baby!"


As the kings of low-tier and middle-tier martial arts, Yan Organization were really good when it came to promoting things. The ghostwriters and fans as well as anti-fans that the organization cultivated were really good too. The company was very familiar with the ways of buying media and recommendations as well as increasing exposure. 
Otherwise, how could Yan Feirou possibly come to occupy the top spots of the livestreaming platforms as the Ripple Princess?
When Yan Organization went to promote the Ultimate Style, they were professional people doing professional things. 
Some of the things they did exceeded even Meng Chao's expectations. Once he uploaded videos of his fights and sparring session with the students as free livestreamed classes, the first wave of comments was a stream of mockeries and insults. 
All sorts of unpleasant comments showed up, and all of them pointed to one thing: Yes, compared to the traditional martial arts like the Overkill Style or Beast Soul Style, the brand new Ultimate Style seems to be slightly more effective when it comes to killing monsters, it can also preserve stamina and spirit energy a little more, and it seems like it improves endurance, but that tiny increase would only made it suitable to kill normal monsters. It was average goods and one of the martial arts at the low end of the spectrum. It could not compare to the Overkill Style, Beast Soul Style, and the other high-end martial arts. 
The ghostwriters from Yan Organization were the ones who started those comments. 
Meng Chao was extremely puzzled.
He had brought Gu Jianbo to meet the master of Yan Organization, Yan Hengbo, and both of them regretted not meeting each other sooner. The negotiations went on very smoothly, and they quickly formed a strategic cooperation. They were now definitely going to embed Ripple Force as the main basic force execution method at the core of the Ultimate Style's martial arts system. 
They were sailing on the same ship of benefits, so what was Yan Organization doing?
[You don't understand. The netizens are used to ghostwriters using all sorts of methods to praise the product they want to promote, and they have long since become wary, so doing that would have reverse effects. If we immediately started heaping praises on the Ultimate Style, the netizens would not bother to understand it. They wouldn't even click on the video to take a look at it.] Yan Feirou told Meng Chao through the chatting app. [But if we first degrade the Ultimate Style, the netizens will become curious, and they'll click on the video to see just what this Ultimate Style is.
[Also, through the ghostwriters' insults, we can make it seem that the Ultimate Style is worth nothing, which will lead to a decrease in the netizens' expectations for the Ultimate Style. So when they will see how dazzling you are when you dance between the monsters, they will think 'Whoa, that's pretty good. It's not as bad as the comments said.' And subconsciously, they'll side with the Ultimate Style.
[Also, don't go thinking that the ghostwriters are criticizing the Ultimate Style to nothing. They're actually influencing the thoughts of people by inserting their ideas into their heads repeatedly. 
[They're repeatedly saying that the Ultimate Style is very useful for killing normal monsters, and it's even more effective compared to the Overkill Style, Beast Soul Style, and other martial arts. Once this concept is planted into the netizens' heads, we'll have achieved partial success. 
[You know the saying, 'The ones who get the sinking market will be the ones who will rule over the world.' The stronger the martial art is, the harder it is to practice it, and the market for it is smaller. The Ultimate Style is just like the Ripple Force. Its target is the citizens, and it might go even farther to involve high school students and the grassroots soldiers in the Red Dragon Army. 
[This is the most important market, so we shouldn't be worried about targeting the low-end market. The lower we go, the more people will learn of us, and we will not have a problem with earning a profit, because right now, getting traffic is the best way to earn a profit! 
[Last of all, netizens are very smart. Do you think that they can't tell that there are plenty of ghostwriters leading the trend behind many of the malicious comments? But they won't be able to guess that the ghostwriters smearing the Ultimate Style's name belong to it.
[Logically speaking, there is no need for the Ultimate Style to commit suicide by slandering its own name when it has just been born, right? Then, just who would have hired these ghostwriters to defame the Ultimate Style? 
[Practically every article criticizing the Ultimate Style compares it with the Overkill Style, Beast Soul Style, and Gun Fighting Style. As people will make comparisons, they will come up with the conclusion that the Ultimate Style can't compare to the other styles at all. The truth will be clear. The ghostwriters would have to be from the Overkill Style, Beast Soul Style, and Gun Fighting Style!
[Then, the smart netizens will think, "If the Ultimate Style is really just wishful thinking and they're just causing a ruckus, why did the traditional martial art styles use everything they have to destroy the Ultimate Style's name? Why are they thinking about nipping this brand new martial art in the bud? It must be because the Ultimate Style has a bright future and the possibility of becoming immensely powerful!]
Her words stunned Meng Chao.
[Are you sure that the netizens are so smart that they can think so deeply?] he asked hesitantly.
[Even if the netizens can't figure it out, it's fine. We can help them. The ghostwriters from Yan Organization are professionals. They can rebuke you until you're not worth a single penny in the morning, but in the afternoon, they can praise you to high heavens. They can lead the tempo of the discussion from various angles and directions.]
Yan Feirou told Meng Chao that the main point was not comparing the Overkill Style and the Ultimate Style and deciding which was stronger. They were to instill a new thought into the netizens' minds, and that thought was that the Ultimate Style could compete with the Overkill Style.
She then asked him whether he understood it. 
[Take this for an example. If you shamelessly hound Battle God Lei Zongchao to fight against you in an arena, it won't matter who wins or loses between you. Even if Lei Zongchao only casts a glance at you through the corner of his eye, you will still be considered to have won, and he to have lost. 
[Even if you anger him and he beats you up in the arena to the point that you can't even take care of yourself, you will still become famous overnight and have a bright future ahead of you, while he would have lost completely and be too ashamed to even stay in the superhuman circle. Think about this carefully, isn't this the same logic as what we're doing right now?]
[It makes sense! Promotion is seriously such a profound art. Now, the Overkill Style is just like Battle God Lei Zongchao, and I'm the Ultimate Style, a third-class fighter who is a nobody. As long as we bind the two of them together, we win!]
Meng Chao was so excited that he slapped his thigh and gasped in amazement. [Big Sis Yan, don't you also practice the Overkill Style? Aren't you being too vicious to your own style?]
[When we're in the world of business, we only talk business. I think that in the future, martial arts will become even more segmented, and the high-end market will be completely different from the sinking market. I support the Overkill Style to fight against superbeasts, especially when it comes to Hell Beasts and Apocalyptic Beasts. I believe that this is the only way to kill them. 
[But it won't stop me from believing that the Ultimate Style is the most effective method to harvest normal monsters en masse. It's just like what you and Mr. Gu said: There isn't any problem with cultivating the 108 main meridians and 1,024 branch meridians together.
[Unfortunately, I'll be at the west lake base over this period of time, which is some distance away from you. A few days later, I have to go into Graveyard Forest with my lecturers to fight against even stronger superbeasts. Otherwise, I'd want to go to the east lake base and visit the alliance of the five universities to test the new cultivation cabin you created.
[Anyway, don't worry. With Yan Organization leading the tempo in the dark, the Ultimate Style's exposure and its popularity will keep on growing. Soon. it'll be trending in the entire city.]
What happened half a month later was just as Yan Feirou predicted.
While continuously attacked by the ghostwriters online and degraded until it was worth absolutely nothing, the Ultimate Style intrigued quite a lot of netizens, and their desire to rebel rose to the max. 
Everyone became sick of the mocking words and criticisms toward the Ultimate Style, and they started hoping that it could make a counterattack. 
Very soon, that counterattack arrived. 
It was not an internet article with empty words, but a swift attack from reality. 
And it came from Yan Organization's conference on Ripple Force V2.0.
Originally, the conference should have been held during the golden period, which was the summer holidays after the national college examination, but due to the future Ripple Force that Meng Chao brought forward, Yan Organization gained far too much inspiration. Yan Hengbo led the researchers into the martial arts lab and started a brand new process of upgrading the force execution method, which lasted almost half a year. Then, they finally came up with a Ripple Force V2.0 Strengthened Version!
The martial arts industry had long since received news about this. It was the first time that one of the three basic force execution methods—Ripple Force, Reckless Bull Force, and Dragon Snake Force—received a true full version upgrade. The performance parameters would increase in all aspects, and it would create an important change in history. The event had a high possibility of changing the power setup of the basic martial arts market in Dragon City. 
Reporters gathered in the conference. The online livestream of the conference was also so popular that millions of people watched it at the same time. 
Yan Organization did not disappoint the viewers and the reporters. 
They gave a demonstration of Ripple Force V2.0, and the marvelous force execution method left people dumbfounded. 
Yan Organization put up all sorts of astonishing displays, such as repeatedly striking through nineteen A4 sheets of paper with the ripples that came out of the user's fist while they stood one meter away. It was very hard for anyone to imagine that a basic force execution method would be able to do this. 
[Ripple Force V2.0 is definitely the strongest force execution method in Dragon City!]
Many of the netizens wrote in the comments section of the livestreamed conference. 
[The power setup of the basic force execution methods in Dragon City has changed. As the Yan family's Ripple Force attacks aggressively, will the other Ripple Force styles and the practitioners of Reckless Bull Force and Dragon Snake Force rise to arms and counterattack or just wait for their deaths?]
It was an incredibly sensational topic, and it attracted tens of thousands of insiders and enthusiasts. 
But what attracted the most attention in the conference was not Ripple Version V2.0 itself. 
Instead, it was the two specially invited guests sitting at the VIP seats. 
One of them was Dean Zong Yue of Agricultural University's martial arts and life science department, and the other was Gu Jianbo, the person-in-charge of the research related to the Ultimate Style. 
Gu Jianbo had come to sign the tactical cooperation contract with Yan Organization. 
Yan Organization had actually chosen to announce their cooperation with the Ultimate Style during the conference of Ripple Force V2.0, which was an incredibly important event. They even promoted Ripple Force V2.0 as being able to perfectly operate within the Ultimate Style's system and increase the performance of this brand new martial art to the highest degree. They acted as if it was the key feature of Ripple Force V2.0. 
Yan Hengbo, the leader of Yan Organization, also declared publicly that in order for Ripple Force V2.0 to blend with the Ultimate Style even more perfectly, he had been making minor adjustments to it, which was why the launching of the force execution method had been postponed by several months from the initial date, and he was incredibly sorry about that. 
Yan Organization placed great importance in the Ultimate Style, and to have Ripple Force V2.0 perfectly embed itself into the core of the Ultimate Style, they would rather refine it carefully and push back its launch repeatedly. This shocking news instantly caused a stir. 


Fifty years ago, Dragon City transmigrated to the Other World. Alone in the world, they lifted the banner of Earth’s civilization and fought against the terrifying forces of the Other World.
And in the end, Dragon City was destroyed. 
Then, Meng Chao was reborn after Dragon City was destroyed, and he returned to the time fifty years after Dragon City transmigrated to the Other World. But he was not alone, he returned with a system named Kindling, who told him that he can become stronger if he contributed to society. 
So Meng Chao swore that he would become stronger. In the beginning, he only wanted to make small contributions to the society by teaching them technology, martial arts, and skills from the future, and in the end, everything snowballed from there, and he found that… Earthlings were really insane. 


"Why do you wish to see this world?" Wu Zhu seemed to be pondering something, "the place you are standing right now, isn’t it part of this world?"
Fan Xian didn’t know how to answer that question, for he came from another world, and therefore would naturally be curious about many things in this world. Furthermore, he needed to find the answer to a question which had been bothering him for the longest time: How did he end up in this world?
Fei Jie once mentioned the temple six years ago, when he still taught at Danzhou. At the time, Fan Xian thought, "Other than though divine intervention, what else could turn a person dying from illness into the youth he was today?" He had been intrigued by this temple ever since and wanted to see what was inside.
The capital, too, was a place he really wanted to visit. Fan Ruoruo didn’t know if she could live a happy life under her stepmother’s protection, and left Fei Jie for a few years. Just for a bit, Fan Xian wanted to visit that perverted but cute old man.
Most importantly, because he had been bedridden for so long in his previous life, his current life so far in Danzhou as a child had presented Fan Xian with a jarring contrast. The contrast manifested in Fan Xian’s heart like a ball of fire, burning his psyche, stimulating his hopes, making him want to do something, gain something.
Peace and ambition, privilege and happiness, romance and beautiful women… these nouns didn’t exactly match each other, they were incompatible. And yet they flashed across Fan Xian’s mind. After thinking for a while, he answered carefully: "Since you only live once, the only way to make the most out of this unrepeatable game is to go around seeing different sights and meeting different people."
That was what Fan Xian really thought. During his previous life, he gave a lot of thought on his deathbed on how he would live in his next life, should there ever be one.
Wu Zhu said: "What do you plan to do?"
"First, I must make sure I survive." Fan Xian kneeled to pick up another rock. When he threw it this time, there was no **, and the rock shattered on the reefs below, "which is why I must obtain the means to protect myself."
"And then?"
"I’ve set three goals for myself."
Wu Zhu quietly listened.
"First, I am going to father many, many children. Second, I am going to write many, many books. And third, I am going to live a very, very nice life."
Fan Xian was extremely calm as he said such absurd things’ there wasn’t the slightest sign of embarrassment. Deep down, he reasoned that, since this world was not Earth, then as the sole example of a human from Earth, it was his biological duty to pass down the humans’ legacy by fathering many children in this world.
At the same time, he believed he also represented the civilizations of Earth. Humanity’s accomplishments in art through the millennia could not be found in this world. If he couldn’t write (or should it be copy?) many, many books and let literary legacies such as Cao Xueqin’s works and "Kill Bill" shine in this ignorant world, he would feel sorry for the sages of this parallel universe living in solitude…and of course, he would feel most sorry for himself.
Naturally, he also saw himself as the only Earthling who could observe this world, and therefore he had to make sure he could live a comfortable life. Only by doing so could he live to a ripe old age and observe for as many years as possible.
It wouldn’t be until many years later that Fan Xian finally admitted those were all excuses to rationalize and glorify his hidden desires, his perversion, shamelessness, and greed.
On the cliffs by the sea, Wu Zhu seemed to require some time to fully understand what Fan Xian’s three goals really. Calmly, he analyzed: "then you need to marry many wives, find many ‘saoke’, and hire many servants."
"Saoke?" Fan Xian knew the term but was still unsure what it meant here.
"Scholars in poverty who write manuscripts for other people. They have no rights to authorship."
Fan Xian grinned, he had original planned on making big-names like Old Cao and Old Sha be his ghostwriters and had no need for saoke. As he thought that, Wu Zhu continued his overly simplistic analysis.
"If you are to marry many wives, hire many servants and saoke, then you need to earn a lot of money. If you want to earn a lot of money, then you need a lot of authority. The more authority you need, the closer you must be to this nation’s center of power."
Wu Zhu neatly turned around to leave: "As soon as you turn sixteen, we’re going back to the capital."
Behind Wu Zhu, Fan Xian stayed where he stood, staring blankly. He had merely expressed some of his not-so-unreasonable ideas, but somehow this slightly mentally-challenged strong one deducted them to be related to a matter of national power, not to mention he just cleanly made decision to go back to the capital—Fan Xian still remembered, on the day he was born, Wu Zhu carried him on his back and escaped from the capital.
Fan Xian didn’t know if he should laugh or cry at his current situation, so he slapped himself hard to get out of his trance. He caught up to Wu Zhu, and said: "uncle, I told you what’s on my heart, shouldn’t you reward me with something?"
"What do you want to know?"
"My mother, why were people after us in the capital?"
 
"Regarding the Lady, I will tell you everything once you turn sixteen, as that’s the Lady’s final wish. As for the people after us, you don’t need to know, since they all died ten years ago."
 
When they got back to Danzhou Harbor, it was already noon. Fan Xian parted from Wu Zhu a distance away, and Fan Xian made his way into the city by himself. The people of the city had already gotten used to seeing this young master wander outside on his own. Although there were no wild beasts or dangerous places around, people still felt the Count’s estate was too careless regarding the safety of this illegitimate son.
After all, in their eyes, Fan Xian was merely a twelve-year-old boy.
For the Danzhou inhabitants, who lived carefree without needing to pay taxes to the imperial court, they had plenty of spare time to come up with some odd theories. For example, they wondered if the people of the branch house wanted the illegitimate son to get eaten by wild beasts or fall down a cliff.
With that idea in mind, seeing this cute boy live in this supposedly dangerous mansion made their hearts race.
Fan Xian didn’t know what they were thinking and kept smiling slightly. Lowering his head just a little, he returned to the Count’s estate.
The servants were waiting for him, knowing that he would return to eat. The Countess sat on the old, wooden armchair, her eyes half-closed as if she were sleepy.
 


A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants.
Thanks to one small act of kindness,
by providence she comes across a grateful friend;
Fortunate that her mother,
has done an unperceived good deed….

Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor…
Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road?

Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom.
Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost,
a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning.
Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.

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