"Concentrate!!"

"I'm doing it as much as I can" 

" Look, you are new here so I'm going easy this time. I'm your mentor. You do as I say if you want to live, or you leave this room and never come back. Your choice."

He nodded. Although he hated it, he knew she was right. It was do or die. 

"Good. Now concentrate!! Focus your mind on the task at hand. Think about nothing else. Let's try again."

He did as he was told. He forgot about everything but the task at hand. After a few minutes, it seemed to work. The birds stopped flying, the leaves stopped rustling. Though it was only for a few seconds, he'd finally done it. 

He'd stopped time.
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Mark was a normal kid. He thought he had the best life ever. He had everything. Loving grandparents who treated him as their own. Friends who were there for him wherever he needed. He never wished for anything more than what he had. He was happy.

All that changed when he met Claire. She was the kinda person who grows on you. She opened the path for him to a life he never knew was destined to have and he discovered that he was so much more than merely normal.

But now his secret is out and his life and the lives of those he loves are in danger. Now he has to choose between his family and his destiny and the fate of the world depends upon his choice.

For the inexplicable sudden emergence of the "Royal Road" system, Wang Qi did not go deep into the case after the initial surprise.

　　Because in terms of his knowledge reserve, this is totally unexplained.

　　When he knew the capabilities of the system, the whole person was completely shocked, almost screaming and telling the world that he had an amazing system and had a system that could change his life.

　　After slowly calming down, he realized that this is a secret that cannot tell others to be their own, or they will be captured by the Frankenstein.

　　As a result, he forcibly suppressed the impulse, and even his father, who was intimate with him, did not tell, just wanted to give him a surprise, in return for his own efforts and sacrifices for many years.

　　Being a professional player is the biggest surprise for my father and the greatest reward for his father.

　　So today he wants to use the system to resist the sky, must become a professional player, must conquer Florence, get a professional player contract.

　　After an hour, the destination arrived. Wang Qi walked down from the public car, and the heat wave came over. The greasy sweat slowly penetrated from under the skin.

　　This is the suburb of the city. There are not many cars and pedestrians on the road. The first thing that comes to his attention is a building surrounded by walls.

　　Looking at the striking Florentine Club logo on the wall, Wang Qi knows where his fate is.

　　"call!..."

　　Wang Qi took a deep breath and walked toward the gate of the Florence training base with his sports bag.

　　After a simple inspection by the guard, Wang Qi walked into the training base under the guidance of the guard.

　　On the left side of the gate is a five-story building. Several cars are parked under the shade in front of the building. The rest is a green training ground.

　　The green field was divided into several training fields by the barbed wire. The training field was empty. Now it is the hottest time of the day. Of course, no one is trained.

　　Wang Qi transferred his gaze to the building. On the wall of a room in the middle of the first floor was a printed piece of paper with the words: the trial player lounge.

　　Wang Qi walked toward the break, pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in.

　　Obviously, the lounge and the outside are completely two worlds, because the air conditioning in the lounge is open.

　　There was no one in the lounge, and Wang Qi was not surprised because the test time was five o'clock in the afternoon and it was only two o'clock.

　　Wang Qi put down his sports bag and poured himself a glass of water on the water dispenser.

　　After adding water, Wang Qi put the chair of the room into a temporary "bed". He prepared to take a simple rest on the "bed" to keep himself in physical exercise. Long-distance travel was very physical.

　　...

　　At half past three, a group of teenagers dressed in Florence training suits sneaked out of the trial lounge.

　　"Amor, I bet a bottle of Coke, and now there is absolutely no one in the lounge!"

　　"Cesileo, absolutely! I bet!"

　　There are gambling games, and the teenagers are bustling.

　　"Oh!... Damn, have you forgotten who the examiner is today?"

　　"Carmelo?!"

　　"Yes! It's '狠人' Carmelo! The head coach of the youth team!"

　　As soon as they heard Carmelo's name, the teenagers quieted down in an instant, and Carmelo's fierce appearance on the training ground immediately appeared in their minds.

　　Two teenagers couldn't help but tremble. They witnessed a young team player who did not meet the training requirements and ran for nearly an hour at the stadium.

　　It is said that the penaltyd player applied to the club for U19 the next day...

　　The teenagers gently pushed the door open and there was a smile on Cecilio's face: "Amor, you see no one..."

　　"No! Cecilio, are you not lying alone in the chair? Cecilio,

you lose! "
　　Cecilio looked at Wang Qi lying in the chair with some regrets. He went over and wanted to see the people who made him lose.

　　"Oh!...is an Asian..."

　　"Korean?"

　　"Japanese?"

　　The teenagers guessed that Wang Qi, who was lying in the chair, was woken up by them and looked at the teenager in front of him. He smiled and said hello to them: "Hey, hello!"

　　The teenagers politely greeted Wang Qi.

　　Cecilio, who just lost the bet, seems to want to pull back a game and said to Amor: "If we gamble again, I bet he is Japanese!"

　　Amor carefully looked at Wang Qi and seemed to want to distinguish from Wang Qi's appearance in which country he was.

　　"Asians really look the same."

　　Amor complained and said nod, "Good! I bet he is Korean!"

　　Cecilio smiled in the heart: Korean? Stupid, which Koreans dare to come to Italy for a workout?

　　The gambling was settled like this. The teenagers looked at Wang Qi. Wang Qi shrugged and said: "Sorry, you all guessed wrong. I am Chinese."

　　"Chinese people?"

　　The gambling game did not win or lose. Both of them guessed wrong. After the teenagers were slightly surprised, they seemed to have forgotten the existence of Wang Qi, who discussed the rumors of this training.

　　"I heard that there are two strikers from Africa who are super fast!"

　　"I heard that there is still a Japanese, and the kicking back is also very good..."

　　"It is said that this time there is a striker of the Milan youth team, what is the name... It seems to be Khimma, it is said to be very powerful, and the shot outside the restricted area is very good..."

　　"Amor, this is a bit overdone. If he is so powerful, he will stay in Milan. Why are you coming to us?"

　　Wang Qi was interested in listening to the boy's gossip. These people are the competitors he tried today.

　　After talking about ten minutes, the interests of the teenagers slowly disappeared. has at least twice such large-scale trials every year.

　　They then realized that there was an outsider in this room.

　　"Oh, why don't you say that you are Japanese or Korean?"

　　Amor, who won the bet, looked at Wang Qi and said: "The possibility of your success will increase."

　　Wang Qi said calmly: "I was originally a Chinese. There is no way to choose this kind of thing, and I don't think I am a Chinese. What is wrong with it..."

　　The young man's heart is still relatively simple. Amor also feels that lying is not good, and even if the trial is successful through lying, the club will not have a good impression of Wang Qi after knowing the truth, and even tear the contract directly.

　　If so, Wang Qi is definitely not a professional player in Italy.

　　Wang Qi didn't think so much. He just thought that he was a Chinese. Why do you have to say that you are Japanese or Korean?

　　Even if he was abandoned by the Italian clubs again and again, he never thought about it in this direction.

　　Amor said: "Well, you are Chinese, I wish you good luck!"

　　Wang Qi responded politely to him: "I will thank you no matter what the final result is!"

　　At this moment, the door at rest was opened, and the teenagers looked at the middle-aged man who opened the door, and his face changed instantly.

　　"Amor, Cecilio, no break at noon, what are you doing here?"

　　A middle-aged man who is as strong as a tower is born to be murderous, and the teenagers become a group of shivering screams.

　　"We...we..."

　　Amor and Cecilio have been incoherent and they left the lounge as quickly as possible.

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Liu Yusheng had never eaten roasted voles in her previous life.
The first time she tasted it, it tasted pretty good.
After roasting it out, it looked small and golden, and mouth-watering.
"How is it? I didn't lie to you, did I? This tastes much better than pancakes." Chen Changdong said smugly, his mouth greasy from gnawing.
"I think it's because you're tired of eating pancakes, so you found an excuse to come out for a special treat," Liu Zhixia teased.
Breakfast in ordinary farmhouses was very simple. It was mostly a few pancakes and a bowl of vegetable porridge.
Those in better conditions could eat steamed buns.
"You don't know, this kid can't have a peaceful day as long as he's home. He can't confine himself inside and runs outside once the sun is up," a teenager named Haizi disclosed.
Dong grabbed a sweet potato and threw it at him. "Save me some face in front of my cousins!"
The topic naturally turned to Liu Zhixia and Liu Yusheng. Compared with Liu Zhixia, the teenagers were obviously more interested in Liu Yusheng.
"Nannan, did you really brew the fruit wine in Xinghua Village Winery before?"
"It's all the rage out there that you're a young miracle doctor, more powerful than the town's doctor! How did you learn at such a young age?"
"I've never seen you before, so when I heard how extraordinary you are out there, I almost thought Dong's cousin had three heads and six arms …"
Liu Yusheng chortled. "Three heads and six arms, won't that make me a monster? You shouldn't believe the rumors. I'm not that godly. I accidentally brewed fruit wine in the past. As for my medical skills, the rumors spread out like that I guess because my consultation fee is cheaper?"
The teenagers froze, then hooted with laughter.
Their nervousness when they plucked up their courage to strike up a conversation dissolved into nothingness in the laughter.
Making fruit wine, opening a winery, plus medical skills – she was the village treasure of Xinghua Village. The halo of this blessed child lifted her to a height they couldn't reach, as if they were living in two different worlds.
They thought the child would look down on them, and disdain talking to them, just like those wealthy families who rode their high horses before them.
It was only when they really interacted with her that they found that she was completely different.
There wasn't a single shelf on the girl. She would quietly watch them catch voles, could sit on the ground and chew sweet potatoes like them, and even joke around with them when they made a fool of themselves.
She wasn't squeamish or pretentious.
She was easy-going like a little sister next door who lived around them.
"I told you that my little cousin is different from ordinary girls. Taking her to play will definitely not spoil the fun. Now, you believe me?" Chen Changdong sounded pretty cocky.
"Yes, yes, yes, we were mistaken." The teenagers laughed bashfully and admitted their faults without any hesitation, and also pushed Haizi forward without a trace.
Haizi staggered a bit after being pushed forward. His face turned red and his eyes darted around when looking at Liu Yusheng. He seemed to want to say something, but couldn't open his mouth. In a panic, he went straight to scratch his head.
"Brother Haizi, what's wrong?" Liu Yusheng was puzzled.
"Just, right, I-I wanted to ask you if the winery still hires people for work! If they do, c-can I-I go? If not, forget it. I'm just asking!" Haizi stumbled over his words, watching his mates feeling anxious, but couldn't do anything.
"The winery isn't accepting people for the time being. And if they do, they also recruit people from Xinghua Village, because it's more convenient being close." After Liu Yusheng said that, obvious disappointment surfaced on the faces of the teenagers across the path. "Is Brother Haizi not studying? Why are you thinking about working?"


"Haizi's family conditions aren't good. When his parents were still alive, he attended a private school for two years, then … He never went to school again. He now lives with his grandmother, and they both are depending on each other." Chen Changdong hugged Haizi and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. "The old lady suffered from a lung disease this year, but she didn't get better even after taking a couple doses of medicine. In order to save some money later, she refused to go back to taking medicine. So, Haizi thought of going out to work to earn some money back."
"I've gone to town to look for work, but they either refused to hire me or let me be an apprentice and work without pay." Haizi laughed bitterly.
Upon hearing that, Liu Yusheng pondered for a moment. "If you really need it, I can recommend you to work in a restaurant in town. The town, however, is a bit far away from Liangshui Village, so it won't be convenient for you to take of the elderly at home …"
"I��ll go! I'll go!" Before she finished, the teenager nodded his head excitedly. "I can entrust my grandmother's care to someone for a period of time. When I get paid from work, I plan to rent a small house in town and take my grandmother there, so that medical treatment and so on will be convenient!"
"Right, right. You can go ahead Haizi. We'll watch over Grandma out for you." A few teenagers beat their chests.
Liu Yusheng smiled. "In that case, then go to town in half a month's time and report to Wanjin Restaurant. Their boss has gone home for the holidays and won't be back until half a month later. Just say Liu Yusheng recommended you by then."
"Okay, I'll be there. I'll be there on time!" Haizi smiled so stupidly that his words barely came out. "Thank you, Nannan!"
The teenagers were happy for Haizi and congratulated him on such a turn of events.
"Nannan, do you also know the owner of Wanjin Restaurant? Don't tell me it's the one who opened the winery with you?" Chen Changdong was curious.
"It's him. His restaurant now sells fruit wine and health nourishing wine, as well as some signature dishes. Business is quite good, so he should be short of manpower."
"Haizi is in luck.  The Wanjin Restaurant is the best restaurant in town! Nannan, in fact, you're actually a lucky child that descended from the heavens, right?"
"Cousin, flattery won't work. You brought me out today just for Haizi, right? And all that talk about taking me out for a nice meal and making such a long buildup."
"Hahahaha! Dong is busted!" The teenagers roared with laughter once more.
Chen Changdong was so embarrassed that he rushed and kicked whoever he caught. "What are you laughing for?! Who am I doing this for? My good intentions have gone unappreciated, what a waste!"
After having a wild breakfast, looking at the hour, it was almost time to go home.
If Cheng Changdong didn't take his cousins back at noon, he estimated that he'd be beaten.
The group frolicked, laughed and swore while heading back to the village.
Haizi's house was closer to the entrance of the village, and the front door was also the only way into the village. From a distance, they saw a white-haired old woman standing in front of the house, waiting expectantly.
When she saw Haizi in the crowd, she smiled.
"Haizi, come home for lunch. You've disappeared early in the morning. It seemed you've gone out to the wild with Dong and the others again." The old woman smiled and scolded while coughing, her hand unconsciously pressing against her chest.
Seeing the old woman, Haizi hurriedly ran forward. "Grandma, why did you come out again? Didn't I tell you not to wait around for me? I will come back myself."
"I just came out to have a look. I don't get tired." The old woman looked at the teenagers at the door. "You skinny boys, all of you only know when to go home at mealtimes. Better hurry up, else you'll be scolded again later."
"Aiyo, Grandma, we're leaving! We'll see you later!"
The old woman smiled and shook her head, stumbling over her feet as she turned, her hand pressing hard against her chest.

A blessed baby was born out of Xinghua Village, the family pampered her, the villagers boasted of her, and her blessings were boundless.

The emphatic biased grandma: I’m biased towards my granddaughter, if you’re unhappy about it, suck it up!

The wild devil grandpa boasting his granddaughter: What’s this, you ask? My granddaughter has made ginseng Ganoderma tea for me!

The gentle and doting mother: A baby girl should be coddled, don’t move, let your brother do it!

The dad striving for favor: Little darling, dad will take you flying, want to ride a horse, come to dad quickly!

Liu Yusheng bloomed like a flower behind her family. With a golden needle, she became a renowned doctor, the spiritual spring in her space healed diseases, her family was flourishing, but there’s this man who always slipped into her boudoir.

“Sheng Sheng, I haven’t been treated yet today.”

“… My lord, although I am a divine doctor, I really don’t know how to treat mental illness.”

“I’m not mentally ill.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.” “…”

He is the majestic Nanling Prince. The world says that Nanling Prince is a man of outstanding looks and modesty, and as holy as the moon in the sky.

But before Liu Yusheng, he turned into a lunatic. For her, no madness means death.

"Bones Community, a clinic. Quick!" Li Du covered the phone and said to Hans.

Hans looked confused. "Oh?"

"F**k! Don’t bullsh*t, quickly get to a clinic in Bones Community! Do you know where it is? Sophie is in trouble!" Li Du roared. 

Godzilla mumbled, "I stayed there before. There is only one clinic."

"Go there quickly! Fast!"

Godzilla stepped on the gas; the Iron Knight let out a furious roar, and suddenly started to charge forward.

Hans said calmly, "What is it?"

The phone call ended. Li Du said, "It’s Sophie. She called to say she’s in trouble. I’m still not sure what’s going on."

"Call the police," Hans instructed. "That sh*tty place is like hell on earth. The three of us may not be able to deal with it." 

Ah Meow popped its head out, snarled and bared its’ claws. "Meow, meow..ow!"

Li Du felt that calling the police station might not be a good idea, or else Sophie would not have called him. This was because whoever called the American police needed to give a lot of information, and this would delay matters.

However, since he was familiar with Rose, he gave Rose a call and narrated the matter briefly.

Rose said, "Got it; I will send the police over. You guys had better not go. It’s not a good time for strangers—especially Asian businessmen—to enter Bones Community at the moment."

Outside, night had fallen. The streets were lit with yellow street lights, and the number of pedestrians was dwindling.
But how could Li Du not go? Putting his feelings for Sophie aside, even if a stranger met trouble in that kind of place and asked for his help, he would go forth to help.

This had nothing to do with the identity of the victim; this was about a man’s responsibility and spirit.

Godzilla beat the traffic lights all the way and regarded the truck like a sports car. It was good that Flagstaff City was a small city. The two places were not far apart, and there were fewer cars on the road at night. They did not meet any obstacles and raced to Bones Community within four minutes.

Hans had once told him about this area of the city; this community was different from other small communities. "Bones Community" was the collective term for many small neighborhoods, including the most concentrated number of slums in Flagstaff; mainly made up of vagrants, drug addicts, thieves, and so on. 

Here, Li Du saw the other side of Flagstaff, which was not exquisite, honest, or clean. There was rubbish everywhere, and in the pitch darkness of the night, the air filled with a strange stench…

After the truck hit a rubbish bin and sent it flying, it abruptly stopped, leaving dark black brake marks on the road. Godzilla’s big leg stepped onto the brake firmly, and he said, "Boss, here!"

Li Du pushed open the car door and jumped out of it. He did not have time to study his surroundings. The door to the outpatient department of the community hospital was pushed open by someone. Two teenage boys walked out and stared at him solemnly, with fierce glares like two wolves.

"Hey, you son of a b*tch, why the f*ck are you here?"

Li Du had no experience interacting with these kinds of people but did not plan to get into a conflict. He shot Hans a look.

Hans raised his hands and said, "Hey, friends! Hey, friendship forever! We are not here to challenge your authority. We are here to pick up a friend, a female doctor…"

He had not finished what he was saying when a full-length, first-story window at the side of the building was smashed by a chair with a loud crash. Then a slender shadow appeared, staggered out the window, and quickly ran over upon seeing Li Du.

Under the shine of the pickup’s headlights, Li Du recognized Sophie at a glance. He quickly ran up to her and turned around to put himself between her and the teenagers. He asked in a low voice, "Are you alright?"

"Thank God for his blessing!" Sophie’s voice was quivering, the two hands that were grabbing his arm were also shivering.

Li Du saw that, although her clothing had signs of tear, they were intact, and heaved a sigh of relief. At least the female doctor had not been humiliated.

After Sophie escaped, two pitiful screams could be heard from the clinic, and a few more teenagers ran out soon after.

After the rescue, Hans was no longer scared. He said, "Li, we take one each. Godzilla, the rest is for you. Settle them, and you can have five meals a day!"

Godzilla did not say anything. He opened the door at the back of the car, and moved the water jet cutter out as though he were lifting a big shield that matched his humongous body. He looked like a holy warrior!

A teenager raised his arm and shouted at this moment, "F*ck you, F*ck you b*tch! You dared to kick me? Don’t move! Stop that d*mn leg! Stop there!"

This scene had caused the facial expressions of Li Du and the rest to change dramatically, for the teenager was holding a pistol in his hand.

Faced with the black hole of the gun muzzle, Li Du suddenly panicked. This was not his first encounter with a pistol, but he was still scared.

The icy dark muzzle of the gun was like a monster opening its mouth; a great terror to anyone.

Six or seven teenagers, staring like a pack of wolves, crowded around. The teenager with the gun was leading in front, smiling coldly as he said, "Ha ha! b*tches, keep talking, please! Who would like to make a move on us? Come on, tell me!"

Li Du struggled to maintain his calm, and said, "Hey boss—you’re the boss, right? Can we discuss this properly? What do you want? Money? We will cooperate, we can give you money…"

"Get lost. That damn whore had the nerve to kick me! I want to break her leg! That b*tch has d*mn long legs; come and continue kicking!" the teenager interrupted him and raised his leg to kick Li Du.

Li Du could not dodge, as Sophie was behind him. So he got kicked. Both he and Sophie tottered backward.

The black teenager walked forward arrogantly, used his pistol to pat on Li Du’s face as he said, "Did you not hear what I said? Get lost and go f*cking castrate yourself!"

Li Du quickly glanced at the other teenagers. They were laughing as they watched the fun; none of them had pistols in their hands, besides the teenager holding the pistol.

Because of this, he made a split-second decision, and whispered in his mind, Slow the time down! Slow the time down!

The speed of the movement of the teenager’s wrist dramatically slowed down. Li Du gritted his teeth, grabbed his wrist with his left hand and stuffed his index finger behind the trigger. At the same time, his right hand grabbed the barrel to push it back. After a crisp click, a golden bullet fell out the side. 

When the bullet exited, he used all his might to tear the pistol away. The teenager had activated the trigger, but the trigger was stuck by Li Du’s index finger on his left hand and could not be pressed downward.

With Li Du’s pulling, he cried out at his incapability to hold on to the pistol’s handle, which ended up being grabbed by Li Du.

From the time Li Du struck to pop the bullet out to grabbing hold of the pistol, the whole procedure was as fast as a flash. There was no time for anyone to react. The few teenagers blinked their eyes, and the gun appeared in the hand of Li Du. 

This scene stunned everyone; one of the teenagers shouted, "Sh*t, Chinese Kung Fu!"

Hans sucked in a mouthful of cold air. "F*ck, cool!"

Li Du, after snatching the pistol, kicked the teenager’s crotch. The teenager’s pained scream turned into a pitiful cry; both his hands clutched his crotch, and he kneeled onto the ground.

He felt secure with the pistol in his hands, and pointed the muzzle at the few teenagers and said, "F*ck! Hands up, hands up, hands up! Place your hands in places that I can see! Quick…." The situation had taken a turn, the teenagers were overwhelmed. Li Du immediately reloaded the gun. 

On hearing the loading of the bullets, the teenagers finally got frightened, and quickly hugged their heads with both hands.

Li Du heaved a sigh of relief. He saw the water jet cutter beside him, and then he slammed the pistol on the porcelain table top, grabbed the gunjet and swept the jet of water against the gun muzzle and handle a few times.

Then, he swept the pistol onto the floor in one movement. The whole pistol split into a few pieces in the air, and dropped to the floor with a cracking sound.

At this scene, the teenagers were completely petrified.

Li Du laughed coldly, "Who still dares to move? My water jet cutter could effectively shoot a distance of twenty meters. There is at most thirty feet between us—I would be interested to find out whether all of you are faster than this jet of water!"

The teenagers felt cold. The truck’s headlights were flashing, and the fragments of the pistol were gleaming on the ground; it was a very eerie sight.



They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

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Tianjie, put the book bag.
Monarch Xuan Shang taught the tips, and obviously tasted the sweetness. So Jun Shang quickly sorted out a few sword tactics, and said: "Next, this monarch will teach several types of sword tactics. You can use
them in conjunction with basic spells." The teenagers were surprised and called out swords. Ye Tan frowned, she didn't have a sword, only a beauty thorn. This magic weapon is very different from the sword.
Monarch Xuan Shang seemed to have expected it a long time ago. Ye Tan hadn't asked aloud, he had already drawn out his sword and handed it to her. The other teenagers didn't care too much, and everyone was still happy for the sword art that Xuan Shangjun was about to teach. But Bu Celadon's gaze shifted between Monarch Xuan Shang and Ye Tan.
Ye Tan held Xuan Shangjun's sword in his hand. This sword was as Qinghua as the moon, and it was a good sword when it started with a gentle temperature.
Xuan Shangjun casually folded a branch of crape myrtle and used the branch to replace the sword for teaching. He is dressed like snow, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, with flowers and branches in his hands breaking the wind, one move and one move, as if the wind returns to the snow. The teenagers couldn't help holding their breath, and the petals in front of them were flying down like a chaotic snow.
Under the flowers and trees, Monarch Xuan Shang is a painting that cannot be added or removed. Every page is the grace of the dream.
A picky person like Ye Tan couldn't help being sluggish for a moment. She has a lot of knowledge in her life. But if you talk about beauty, maybe no matter how many years later, I still think of this moment today.
Xuan Shangjun demonstrated a set of sword moves, and he was indifferent to the stunning obsession of the surrounding youths, but he just glanced at the person standing under the flower tree. Seeing Ye Tan's gaze was also himself, he suddenly felt comfortable and threw away the flowers, motioning the teenagers to follow the drill.
Sure enough, Jian Jue is much more complicated than Zhi Jue. No matter how smart Ye Tan was, he could only study it slowly. But this time, there are more places to correct her posture.
Monarch Xuan Shang was secretly happy, but he was still calm. He quickly corrected the mistakes of the other teenagers, slowed down as much as possible, and pretended to be inadvertently behind Ye Tan.
The sword arts before Ye Tan were all guided by Di Lanjue. Di Lan Jue
is always playful, and it is impossible to give her serious advice. She was frowning and wondering, suddenly, her hands wrapped around her waist behind her. Ye Tan was slightly startled, and felt a sweet breath rushing behind her ears, leaving a soft moisture in her earlobes.
She held Monarch Xuan Shang's sword in her right hand, Monarch Xuan Shang held her hand, and the clear light of the sword swept across the dazzling clear air of the heavenly palace, cutting the Lili Xuanguang into colorful light and shadow.
Ye Tan's wrist wandered with his guidance, and some places he didn't understand suddenly became clear. The friction of the body made her look back involuntarily. But Xuan Shang Jun was too close, her nose stroked his chin, she hurriedly turned her head back, but Xuan Shang Jun was bewildered by the beauty, and for a while, he forgot the remaining sword pose.
...He froze in place, Ye Tan noticed it. She pulled her hand out, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable, and said: "Um...I should practice it myself."
——Is this old man taking advantage of me? Ye Tan was alert and wanted to stay away from him. Monarch Xuan Shang had to let go of her hand, but for a while, he didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, at this moment, a voice suddenly shouted: "Pipi Shrimp?"
Ye Tan turned his head and saw Fa Zu Qiankun. He was still wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his fairy spirit fluttered.
"Tian Zun!" Ye Tan was relieved, and rushed to him, wishing to crash into his arms.
Fazu Qiankun lovingly touched her head and said, "I have been back for a few days, why don't you come to the Profound Yellow Realm to play?"
Ye Tan immediately began to complain: "I only came back one day, and I was notified. I've been studying in the book bag!" She was full of misery, "If Tianzun accepts me as a disciple, will I not use it to go to school here?" After
only teaching for a day, she wanted to betray the teacher! Monarch Xuan Shang said in a deep voice: "Don't be rude."
Fa Zu Qiankun was full of smiles: "Anyway, it's time to leave school. Why don't the princesses follow the Poor Dao and enter the Xuanhuang Realm, and Poor Dao will give pointers in person?
Ye Tan can't hear what he means-three
missing one! This is it! She immediately said: "That's what I meant!"
Qiankun Fazu cheerfully took her and planned to leave. Monarch Xuan Shang looked at the two of them and said quietly, "Since Tianzun has this kind of grace, this monarch also goes to the Xuanhuang Realm. , How about listening to Tianzun's teachings?"
He thought he was sincere and sincere, but Qiankun Fazu and Ye Tan's frost-beaten eggplant instantly disappeared.
"This, this is not good..." Ye Tan
bit his scalp and said, "You shouldn't be busy..." Monarch Xuan Shang led the way and said, "It's okay, please."
Threat! Bright threat! Fazu Qiankun looked serious and said: "Pan Dao suddenly remembered that there is still a pot of pill that has not yet been formed. I am afraid I have no time to teach the princess today. Let's talk about it next time."
He wanted to drive away, and Ye Tan grabbed his sleeve. Jiao, shook his head vigorously, and said with his mouth: "I'm going!"
Fa Zu quickly pulled away from her hand and whispered: "Don't hurt your ancestor!"
Qian Kun Fa Zu walked fast, just like when he came.
Ye Tan was anxious and angry, stomped, and looked back at Monarch Xuan Shang. When Xuan Shangjun saw the departure of the Qiankun Fazu, he looked back at Ye Tan and said: "Today's sword art is not well practiced, come to Chuihong Hall to make up lessons at night." Isn't
he a sinner today? Ye Tan was scared in his heart, and of course he was even more reluctant to go. He could not help but said: "I have only studied for such a short time, of course it is not good! Besides, they are no better than me!" The
other teenagers heard this, suddenly With a look of anticipation—it would be a great honor if he could go to Chuihong Hall to make up lessons.
It should be known that the fourteen disciples of the Lord today, except for the youngest Bi Qiong, all hold important positions. There is no doubt that these will be the mainstay of the future Protoss. Monarch Xuan Shang glanced at the crowd and said, "Today's class is over here, and they are all gone." The
teenagers were full of disappointment, but they still bowed to him and left with various companions.
Bu Celadon pulled Bi Qiong, before leaving, took a deep look at Ye Tan.

★★ Introduction of this book ★★ 《Love When the Stars Falls》
The main characters is Ye Tan and Xuan Shangjun, is a wonderful work of sadistic romance written by Junhua at one time. 
This site provides the full episode of Love When the Star Falls to read: It was originally born with the same fate, but Yetan had become an unfortunate person, and the elder sister who was full of calculations actually took the place of the Tianfei (Consort) instead of herself. However, the heroine did not give up hope for life because of her misery. She knew that sooner or later she would regain everything she once had, but it was only a matter of time.

As the snow fell heavily, god knew how much time passed in the peaceful village. After remaining in the house for an additional day, Eleven felt a little bored and went out to walk. Anthony, despite what she said, would not allow her to.
She was not in good shape despite her fever subsiding as she had a slight cough. Anthony would never allow her to go out, but Eleven insisted. Anthony could not help it and had her dolled up in a jacket and even had her wear Mrs Kurt's hat so that she looked like a clumsy bear which would not catch the cold wind. Eleven was exceptionally speechless at how stiff her hands and legs became from the dressing.
"Anthony…" You're a little overreacting.
"Wear it, or I'll not allow you to step out," Anthony looked at her sternly and wished Eleven would just take off all her clothes and not step out.
Eleven remained silent and went with him.
The two of them stepped out. As the snowstorm was smaller in the afternoon, it was no longer a whiteout and one could clearly see the scenery in the distance despite the extreme cold. Anthony had to shield her from some of the cold wind.
As it was a frigid winter, there was not much to be seen. A few teenagers were ice-skating at the river before their doorsteps and seemed to be competing against each other. Some distance away, a few people, youths or teenagers, were making snowmen and laughing out loudly. 
Eleven's solemn mood was much lightened up, and she had a slight smile in her eyes. As she was rushing around the world all-year round, she rarely saw people enjoy and have fun and felt those were precious times. While she was not a person who enjoyed the crowd, she was happy from watching other people in a crowd.
"Do you know how to ice skate?" Anthony asked her.
"I do!" Eleven nodded.
"Let's borrow some ice skates from them," Anthony smiled. "Do you want to play?"
Eleven looked at the smiling faces in the snow and could not help but nod. "Sure!"
Anthony's eyes lit up and he had her wait on the spot while he talked to two of the teenagers hoping he could borrow their ice skates. There were many people playing on the ice, and Eleven could not help but walk closer. The two teenagers looked in her direction, and Eleven seemed to hear the words 'lovers' through the snowstorm, as though it could not be blocked out.
Eleven's heart thumped for a while before it calmed down.
That Anthony.
The two teenagers happily passed their ice skates to Mo Ye, and Eleven felt a little embarrassed. The teenagers were talking and had a simple smile as they walked over. They seemed to be around Eleven's age. 
She heard them mention that their house was just ahead and they still had ice skates to spare and hence gave them the ice skates.
They were really generous - Eleven secretly thought to herself.
After she thanked them, Eleven waited for them before she could not help but ask Anthony, "How did you convince them?"
"It's a secret!" Anthony smiled mysteriously and knelt down to help Eleven put on her ice skates. Eleven began to take off her jacket, but Anthony hurriedly stopped her. Eleven stared at him and said, "I'm wearing too many layers and am like some clumsy bear! Are you waiting for me to fall to my death?"
"It's cold out there."
"I'll warm up after some activity," Eleven smiled. Since Anthony saw that she was in a good mood, he yielded to her but said, "If it gets cold, we stop playing?"
"Got it."
The two of them wore their ice skates and joined the teenagers having fun as they played on the ice. Eleven's ice-skating skills were not too bad, and she had a whale of time skating. Anthony was afraid she would fall and closely followed her.
"Slow down, Little Seven." Anthony could not help but shout out to her as he saw her skate even faster.
Eleven looked back and smiled beautifully. Anthony could not help but skate upwards and held her hand whilst they drew a perfect circle in the ice. The surrounding teenagers could not help but whistle and shriek.
Anthony held her waist and smiled as he looked down. "I've never seen you this happy before."
"Ice-skating is so fun! I really like it!" Eleven smiled.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll bring you out to play earlier next time."
Eleven quietly smiled. She did not know him too well back then, and now…
"Anthony, chase me!" Eleven hooked her finger and smiled. Anthony, instead, was arms akimbo as he looked at her with a seeming smile that was passionate, focused and somewhat alluring.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
"If I catch up with you, would you belong to me?" Anthony asked as the wind diffused his voice but not its heat. Eleven felt herself blush.
She remained silent and did not respond.
Anthony quietly waited. He looked at her and said, "If I catch up with you and not get anything outta it, I'm not chasing you then."
"You're plain too cunning."
"Dear friends, what do you say that she belongs to me IF I catch up with her?" Anthony lously asked the young men skating. The young people loved the crowd, let alone such steamy gossip.
"Yes!"
"That's a given."
"It's not easy for us men to chase a woman."
They hence whistled and applauded. A few young men came over and tapped Anthony's shoulder in demonstration of their support for him.
Eleven could not help but smile at how shameless he could get.
Amongst the young people ice-skating, a few ladies were charmed by Anthony's handsome face and cheered him on. Anthony gently smiled. "Dear Little Seven, how does that sound? Should you belong to me or not?"
Based on how Anthony performed earlier, Eleven was guessing that he would not be able to catch up with her and was not afraid of him. She looked up proudly like a queen and agreed to Anthony. "Very well then. If you catch up with me, I'll belong to you."
Anthony seemed a little lost and then responded ecstatically. He excitedly grabbed Eleven's hand and said, "Are you serious Little Seven?"
"Definitely!" Eleven replied decisively as he would never be able to catch up.
"You have to honor your word. If I manage to hug you at the end of it, I win and you will be my girlfriend," Anthony looked at her deeply as he was deeply afraid that she would have the slightest regret.
Eleven looked at his serious gaze and really regretted what she said. Was she too mean to use her own advantage to utterly disappoint Anthony since he wouldn't be able to catch up?
Since she had already made a promise, she could not renege on it.
"Good."
"Deal!"
"Deal!"
Anthony suddenly held her hand and looked at her seriously and emotionally. "I'll catch up with you, my dear Little Seven."
Eleven's heart suddenly thumped and she could not help but back away and gently smile to conceal her nervousness. "Very well then, let's see how you perform then."
"Hey pals, be my witness ok? If she regrets, please look down on her as much as you could," Anthony seemingly bowed to the young adults watching the spectacle. Eleven broke into laughter. 
The chase had begun.
The two of them started five meters away from each other and had to chase each other within a specified parameter on the ice. As long as Anthony manages to hug Little Seven within twenty minutes, Anthony could be considered to have caught up with Little Seven.
Eleven aggressively ice-skated as though she easily coursed through the elements. Her unique constitution allowed her to freely control her speed. Anthony simply had no chance to catch up with her.
While Anthony was naturally good at ice-skating, he could not be compared with Eleven who was special.
The two of them were extremely far apart from each other.
As the young people cheered for Anthony, there were screams…
"Buck up, pal! Go, go, go…"
"Push! Catch up with her and she's yours."
"Go for it…"
…
The cheers of encouragement rang and fell. Eleven was extremely confident that Anthony would not be able to catch up with her.
Eleven only agreed as she was extremely certain he would not catch up with her. Given how seriously Eleven took her promises, she would definitely not take such a risk. She, however, felt very differently about Anthony. 
What her mind rejected was what her heart yearned. While she went back and forth between distancing herself and drawing closer to him, she did not want to overthink it. She only wanted to follow her heart to create beautiful memories in these carefree days.
She actually had to admit that she did not dislike Anthony. She even felt… that he was somewhat special.
But she could not be his girlfriend.
"Anthony, you'll never be able to catch up with me. Give up!" Eleven looked back and shouted. Anthony tried to catch up with his dear life, but could only lag some distance behind her.
"That woman is just too fast. How could she ice-skate this quickly?"
"Oh yes! I've ice-skated for so long and never saw anybody ice-skate this quickly. Even the best athletes don't ice-skate this quickly."
"That's totally bizarre."
"That guy is really fast, and he's clearly better than all of us. She's just better—way better."
"Simply inhuman."
As the discussions rang, Anthony squinted and smiled confidently. "Little Seven, I'll catch up with you," he retorted.
As it was three minutes to the twenty minute limit, time was about to be up. Anthony suddenly sped up as though he could not care about his own safety. Everybody around him shouted. "Be careful!"
Eleven suddenly turned back and was shocked. This loony…
Anthony suddenly lost his balance and fell to the side. The teenagers were shocked as he would become a cripple had he fell at this speed. Eleven, without thinking, immediately turned back and grabbed Anthony's falling body. Little did she expect Anthony to turn around and spin on the spot thrice while hugging her and stabilizing themselves.
Eleven was astounded. "You…"
Anthony gently smiled. "Little Seven, I've caught up with you."
"F*** you…" Eleven could not help but swore. Anthony did not allow her to continue and leaned in to kiss her in plain view of everybody.


Seven years ago, she coolly threw down 100 yuan and ran off with her son. Seven years later, she brings back her genius son who is a lady killer. To her surprise, she was betrayed by her precious son and made to work in MBS International. Her boss is the Mr. 100 Yuan from seven years ago!
"…Evil lass, how dare you humiliate me seven years ago. I will definitely make you pay for it this time!"
"I will buy your life for a hundred million!"
What a bad deal for me? Buy one get one free?
When an extremely scheming man meets an extremely scheming woman with a son as scheming as them, a battle of wits and masquerading takes place. Let's see who reigns supreme!



‘All you girls know what you’ve got to do right?’ 

‘Yeah.’ 

‘Good.’ 

 

Exodus kissed Alena. ‘Now don’t forget to get everyone safely into the club. Then the fun and games will begin my angel.’ 

 

She smiled vaguely. She didn’t wish to have any part in this just as her friends didn’t. But she owed him this much at least. 

 

Exodus walked away with Zephyr and Tragen behind him. 

 

Alena swallowed. ‘Right are you ready?’ 

 

‘As ready as we’ll ever be.’ 

 

Stacey and Helena swallowed they had no idea what they were about to walk into. 

In between five and ten teenagers stepped off the bus and into Hardgove for a night of fun and booze. 

The three friends stepped out of the darkness to greet them. The males in the group smiled thinking that there luck was in. 

 

‘Welcome to Club Exodus, we hope you enjoy your night.’ 

‘Oh we will.’ 

‘Follow us.’ 

 

The group of teenagers followed the girls down the stairs into the club. Zephyr looked up and smiled. 

Exodus and Tragen stood either corner of the club watching. They had to admit the girls did look rather good in their leather Basques, jeans, and knee high biker boots. 

The teenagers sat down. Alena, Stacey and Helena served them drinks smiling politely at them, knowing what would happen to them at the end of the night. 

 

The teenagers drank till two when the three friends accompanied them outside where they left them in the city streets alone. 

 

Screams echoed through the city as the teenage were ripped apart. 

 

‘Well your first night was a success. You three are a good asset to us.’ 

‘How many more time have we got to do this?’ 

‘Come on Al it was a breeze. You’ll get used to it.’

Alena arrives at Hargrove hoping for excitement after her dull and boring lifestyle in the town that she was born and grew up in.  Despite the warning Alena proceeds into the city having no idea what she is letting herself in for.  She steps into the club being greeted by X its manager his cold eyes alarm her making her feel faint.  She wakes to find that she is in his company having no idea why she is there.  As the pair get closer X tells her Hargrove’s secret.  She tries to flea taking the only friend left alive with her.  She is unsuccessful in her attempts making her secret known.  A un known face shows in Hargrove claiming they are related, but are they?  Will Alena stay to save her friends from this pure evil being?

The teenagers stopped at the top of the slope and paused for a while so they could observe the situation in front of them. After that, they galloped toward the three riders.
When they were about 100 steps away from the riders, one rider suddenly shot an arrow into the ground ahead of them to warn them not to approach anymore.
Gu Shenwei took Liuhua's longbow and shot an arrow into the air.
He had received some training in archery. Although he was not a very good archer, he could still use an arrow to deliver something to the riders.
He had chopped off four fingers of the woman dressed in a black robe and carried all those fingers with him. He tied one of the fingers to the arrowhead and shot it out with the arrow.
A rider raised his hand to catch the arrow. He was shocked when he saw the finger on it. Affected by his mood, his horse began to neigh and bolt. The other two horses were also startled. The three riders immediately pulled their reins, trying to calm down their horses.
Right at this moment, an arrow suddenly flew out from a shrub on their left side and shot a rider down.
The two remaining riders hurriedly took out their arrows. However, before they could nock them, they were already hit by arrows and fell off their horses.
The next moment, Liuhua came out of the shrub and shot an arrow into each dead rider's mouth. This was the mark he left on everyone that he killed.
Killers only launched attacks from the side or the back of their enemies. Before the other three teenagers had appeared on the top of the slope to attract the riders' attention, Liuhua had dismounted from his horse and had sneaked all the way up to the riders. Although this place did not have any lush and tall vegetation, the dense grass and bushes still screened his movements very well.
The three riders had apparently underestimated these teenagers and thus had forgotten to guard against flanking and rear attacks.
Now, the four brown-belt assassins went to check the three dead bodies. Unfortunately, they did not find anything which could determine the riders' identities.
Gu Shenwei started to miss Tie Hanfeng. "That old cripple has extensive experience. He must have some knowledge of who they are."
Fang Wenshi finally caught up with the brown-belt assassins. He looked at the teenagers and the dead riders on the ground, nodding vigorously. "That's awesome. You really impressed me."
"You should keep going forward," Gu Shenwei mounted his horse and said to the scholar.
"No, you want to use me as bait. I won't go first," Fang Wenshi replied while shaking his head vigorously.
"You should be glad that you're still useful to us," Gu Shenwei said while holding his saber shaft.
Fang Wenshi's face suddenly changed. "I'm a very useful person. I'm excellent at astronomy and geography. I know the political situation in the Western Region and the tensions between the countries very well. I even know the local specialties of all the places in this region clearly. I'm an excellent counselor. It's a waste to use me as bait."
When the scholar was talking on and on, boasting of his talents and expertise, a troop was rapidly approaching them. It seemed to be a large troop. They could see the dust rising to the clouds in the distance.
"Counselor, what should we do now?" Gu Shenwei asked sarcastically.
Fang Wenshi did not seem to notice the teenager's ironic tone and replied seriously, "I've never learned Guiguzi and Sun Zi's military tactics. What I've learned is the strategies of Su Qin and Zhang Yi. Despite that, I can still give you a suggestion on the current situation. Look, there are probably nearly a thousand soldiers coming toward us, but we had only four killers. If we don't run away as soon as possible, we'll be dead when they start to shoot arrows at us."
With these words, the scholar turned his horse around and galloped away. When he arrived at the top of another slope, he stopped and looked back. He found out that the teenagers did not move at all and felt very confused.
When the troop came near, the teenagers discovered that it was not a large troop at all. There were only about 30 people in the troop. Their leaders were five people dressed in black robes just like the woman they had encountered last night.
"Go south!" A rider galloped ahead of the troop and shouted to the teenagers.
Gu Shenwei was determined to go forward. He refused to turn around or turn to the south, for he was sure that he would never get what he wanted in the desert.
He waved to Liuhua.
Liuhua drew his longbow and shot an arrow.
The rider reacted quickly and drew his bow almost at the same time to aim and shoot. His arrow precisely blocked Liuhua's arrow, but he still fell off his saddle with a cry.
Liuhua had shot two arrows at a time, but the rider had only succeeded in blocking one of them.
The troop now realized that these four teenagers were not ordinary travelers, but they did not attack the boys when they significantly outnumbered them. Instead, the troop started to retreat in an orderly manner.
The brown-belt assassins followed the troop from a distance. Soon they saw another troop consisting of about 70 people one or two kilometers ahead of them. That troop had set some antler railings over there to block the road. This roadblock was located right between two high hills. If they wanted to move forward, they had no choice but to break through this block.
Behind the antler railings stood three rows of bowman.
Gu Shenwei led his brown-belt assassins to retreat a few kilometers. When they stopped, he ordered his assassins to arrange the horses into a circle for them to sit inside and take turns to have some sleep. He also shared some of their water and dried food with the horses.
Killers usually launched their attacks at night, so Liuhua, Snowcamel and Wildhorse all considered it quite normal to have some rest now so they took turns to sleep. They were waiting for the night to fall.
Gu Shenwei could not sleep. He thought about the woman's words again and again. "We don't want your goods. We want the person."
"It seems that the unknown enemies don't want to kill all of us. They just intend to drive us into the desert. That's good. I don't plan to eliminate all of them either. After all, they're Golden Roc Fort's enemies,"  Gu Shenwei thought to himself. Now he only hoped that he could send the gifts to Bighead Kingpin as soon as possible and then send Shangguan Ru safely back to Golden Roc Fort. That little girl had never expected that her identity would have caused so much trouble to the escort team.
At evening, when Wildhorse, Liuhua and Snowcamel were busy preparing themselves for assassination tasks at night, Gu Shenwei said, "Relax, we don't need to go out tonight. Let's wait here for the team behind us."
Hearing such a highly unusual decision, all the three teenagers looked at their chief in disbelief. However, as it was a taboo for killers to act against their leader, they still chose to accept Slave Huan's decision without saying a word.
At this moment, the brown-belt assassins suddenly heard the scholar's voice that came from outside the circle. "Young Heroes, could you please give me some water? I haven't drunk a drop of water for nearly two days." The next moment, they saw Fang Wenshi crawl into the circle from under a horse's belly.
Slave Huan's attitude toward the poor scholar also confused the other three teenagers.
They saw him give his own water sack to Fang Wenshi and let the scholar drink a mouthful of water. "Now we've around 100 people and many horses and camels, but only less than half of our people can fight. How can we defeat 100 enemies?" Gu Shenwei asked Fang Wenshi.
Fang Wenshi looked left and right, wondering where the teenager's 100 people were. After that, he took another mouthful of water, wiped his mouth and said, "l have to remind you first that I'm not a military professional. I've read only a few books on battles."
Gu Shenwei raised his hand to encourage the scholar to continue talking.
"Well then, if you don't mind. Are our enemies well trained soldiers?"
"No, they're just a group of bandits with bows and arrows."
"And we've only 50 people who can barely fight in a battle?"
"Yes, pretty much. Most of them are hired machetemen, but we've about 10 professional killers."
"Killers aren't good at confronting their enemies head-on. Well, if you want me to, I can still give you a suggestion." Fang Wenshi drank another mouthful of water and patted his stomach before asking, "Do you still have some dried food?"
Gu Shenwei gave all the remaining dried food to the scholar. Fang Wenshi quickly gobbled all of it. His mouth was so full that he had to take quite a lot of water to swallow the food down. After that, he breathed out a sigh of relief and said, "Here's my suggestion. Let the machetemen lead the charge on the battlefield to attract the enemies' arrows, and you killers charge right behind them to protect yourselves. Only in this way can you get close enough to your enemies to kill them. This method may work, but I'm not sure. I really don't know much about battle tactics. When you grow up, oh, no, I mean when you become strong enough to annex countries and contend for hegemony, you can come to me and ask for my advice."
Fang Wenshi believed that a killer apprentice would never get a chance to hire a counselor like him in the future. Given that, after he had drunk enough water and eaten half full, he began to lose patience as he talked to the teenager.
Despite that, Gu Shenwei was still deeply inspired by the scholar. He thought of a plan, but he was clear that their top priority now was to survive this night.
"Let's get ready. We'll have some guests tonight."
Gu Shenwei had discovered that most people in the enemies' troop were ordinary roving bandits and only the people in black robes seemed to be good at kung fu. He believed that these black-robed people were also killers who liked to launch late-night attacks on their enemies. He decided to wait for them to appear.
It was getting dark, but Gu Shenwei did not make a fire for the night. He sat beside Fang Wenshi under the starry sky. At his feet lay three things wrapped in cloths. When seen from a distance, it looked like three sleeping people.
Fang Wenshi tightly held his own right arm, trying to stop it from trembling. He had asked the teenager to let him leave, but the teenager turned down his request. He began to complain in his heart, "This is the worst trip in my whole life. I failed to meet any big shots who I hoped to talk with and kept wasting my time on a bunch of bandits or killers, who'll never give a da*n about my expertise."
"Are you going to protect me?" he asked the teenager.
"I'm going to kill them, so they won't get a chance to kill you."
Fang Wenshi was stunned. What the teenager said did not sound like a promise to him at all. After a while, he forced a laugh to end the conversation and felt that his right arm was trembling even more violently.
"You said that you know the political situation in the Western Region. How about you tell it to me now."
Fang Wenshi was stunned again. After a moment, he began to talk, not for the killer apprentice but for the fact that talking could help himself relax.
"The 36 countries in the Western Region have enjoyed peace for a long time, which makes them drop their guard and neglect the political tensions between the great powers. Thirty years ago, when the Central Plain and Norland were at war and didn't have time to manage the Western Region, this region went through a quite long warring period. During this period, Shu-lik and Golden Roc Fort rapidly rose to power. When the Central Plain and Norland made peace and got involved in the political affairs of the Western Region again, Shu-lik had already gained a firm foothold in the region. That's how today's tripolar situation came into being. In this stable tripolar world, the 36 countries choose to depend on different great powers to ensure their own safety and thus coexist peacefully with one another. However, now the three biggest countries are dissatisfied with the current situation. They all demand more. At the same time, new powers such as Golden Roc Fort and Iron Mountain are getting increasingly strong and ambitious. Now, the situation is very complicated. Once, one of them stirs up political tensions..."
Suddenly, Gu Shenwei could not hear Fang Wenshi's voice clearly. He felt a strange heavy feeling in his stomach. This feeling, which was mixed with his tension and excitement, seemed to slow down his heartbeat and cool his blood.
At this moment, he really hoped that he could have a good sword at hand.
Fang Wenshi talked on and on, as if he was sitting with a king in the Western Region, who had 100,000 soldiers and just needed a counselor to tell him how to survive the turmoil in the future. He was so absorbed in talking that he did not notice the impending danger at all.
Suddenly, he felt that a gust of wind blew over his head. He stretched out his hand to touch his head and felt even more confused, since he discovered that his hat was gone and some of his hair fell off. Right at this moment, he saw the horse in front of him somehow split into two parts. A huge amount of blood gushed out of it and rained on him.
He was frightened to death and sincerely hoped that he could pass out at this moment. However, he was perfectly sober and saw everything clearly.
The fight between the brown-belt assassins and their "guests" ended quickly. During this fight, two people died and another two were wounded. The teenagers lost one of their horses, and the other five horses had already fled in fear.
Gu Shenwei did not get a chance to fight again, which made him feel very uneasy. The Qi inside his Xuanji acupoint became hot and started to swell. He felt as if his blood was boiling now. He knew that another qigong deviation attack was coming soon.
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Born into a wealthy family, Gu Shenwei was spoiled and carefree. However, at the age of 14, his entire family were brutally murdered, and he was caught by some bandits who sold him into slavery. As a slave boy, he entered Golden Roc Fort by chance and found the man who had slaughtered his family. He endured insults and worked hard to improve his kung fu while working as a slave boy. He learned from and plotted against his enemy under the enemy’s nose. He became increasingly ambitious as he became more and more powerful. He would only be satisfied if he completely destroyed his enemy—by fair means or foul. Gradually his bitter experience turned him into a totally different person. 
This is a kung fu fiction that is full of mysteries and surprises. This is a story dealing with love, betrayals and distances. This is the journey of an ordinary boy who, against all odds, fought against formidable foes. This is a tale regarding a person who felt abandoned by the world made unremitting efforts to create a new world of his own, in which he was alone.

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