"In Burkina Faso, Africa, also known in the Chinese language as 'The Country of Knights,' He Jin was quite satisfied with his new position after being assigned there by the young Tang."
The job was relaxed, there was little to do, and the pay was good. Every day at three in the afternoon, he could finish his workday and enjoy a cup of tea.
Until he received the news a few days ago.
The Tang family had started to spend a lot of money recruiting experts, and they only accepted experts in ancient martial arts.
After learning about this, it was a huge blow to him. He Jin, as a former captain of bodyguards, felt that his own skills were too weak!
"He wasn't even a martial arts practitioner! How could he protect young Tang?"
So, to motivate himself to improve, he began a rigorous daily training regimen.
One hundred push-ups!
One hundred sit-ups!
One hundred squats, followed by a ten-kilometer run!
Today, after his workout, a subordinate approached him with a package.
"Mr. He, there's a package for you, sent by Mr. Tang."
"Did young Tang send me something?"
He Jin quickly regained his composure and took the package, opening it carefully.
Inside the package was an elegant wooden box. When he opened it, he found an ancient and exquisite book.
"The Dragon Image Technique?"
He opened it carefully, skimmed through the book for a few seconds, and tears streamed down his face.
"He must have been paying constant attention to him without him knowing.
He knew that, after seeing his effort in training, young Tang had sent him an ancient martial arts manual!"
As a warrior, He Jin understood how valuable this book was; it was a treasure that even money couldn't buy!
Moreover, "The Dragon Image Technique" did not have excessively high requirements for martial arts skills.
As long as he was willing to put in the effort, he could someday become a practitioner of ancient martial arts!
"The kindness of young Tang can only be repaid with the rest of my life."
He Jin wiped the tears from his face and shouted to his subordinates:
"Starting tomorrow, go to the local area and find me a hundred young people with martial arts qualifications. I'm going to form an elite team for Young Tang!"
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At the private hospital of the He family
Ye Chen was lying in bed, with an anxious expression and feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
Five hours ago, the Death Squad had begun to attack Tang Yu.
But so far, he had not received any news about them.
This left him very confused and bewildered.
It was the Death Squad; although the four were not as strong as him, their combined technique was quite powerful.
Even if they couldn't defeat him, they should have been able to retreat safely.
However, until now, none had contacted him.
With every passing minute, his anxiety grew.
"Damn Tang, I don't believe you have the ability to stop the Death Squad."
He clenched his fists in anger, but as soon as he got worked up, the wound on his back began to hurt intensely.
He took a deep breath and relaxed, preventing his emotions from overflowing.
The wound had already opened once, and it would be problematic if it opened again.
After much thought, he was so worried that he could only ask the nurse to contact He Huiyin so that the He family could investigate the situation.
About fifteen minutes later, He Huiyin entered the room with a bag.
She looked at Ye Chen and said softly,
"Mr. Ye, do you need anything?"
"Miss He, I need you to investigate something. I haven't been able to contact four of my subordinates..."
Ye Chen smiled bitterly and was about to explain the situation when a male voice was heard from the hallway.
"There's no need to look for them; they're already in jail."
Immediately, a handsome young man with a mischievous air entered through the door.
Once inside, he examined Ye Chen with interest, wearing a somewhat mocking expression.
Was the majestic Dragon King defeated, reduced to fleeing in his underwear?
How ridiculous!
Upon seeing the young man, Ye Chen's face instantly changed.
He frowned and asked, "Younger brother, weren't you in France on a mission? When did you arrive?"
"I arrived today."
Lu Junzhuo smiled slightly and said, "The Master already knows what happened with the Death Squad and sent me to help you."
Ye Chen's heart sank instantly.
Did the Death Squad really encounter problems?
What's worse is that the elder sent him here? What did that mean?
His expression changed instantly, and his mood became extremely complicated.
"The Master said you should focus on recovering from your injuries. When you're better, go to Yanjing. I'll take care of matters in Su Hang."
Lu Junzhuo said with a smile, a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Upon confirming this news, Ye Chen's face paled.
What did the elder mean?
His eyes scanned Lu Junzhuo, and noticing something, he asked in surprise, "Have you advanced?"
Lu Junzhuo smiled wickedly and nodded.
His current strength was at the peak of the Mystic Realm.
He was just one step away from reaching the Earth Realm!
Meanwhile, Ye Chen was still in the mid-stage of the Mystic Realm.
How could someone who had repeatedly failed and whose abilities were inferior to his still have the right to be the Dragon King?
That's why the Master sent me. It was a great opportunity to shine.
The position of the Dragon King will be mine!
Ye Chen had a sullen expression and said nothing, a trace of murderous intent gleaming in his eyes.
What did Lu Junzhuo want? To steal his position as the Dragon King?
"Does Lu Junzhuo want to steal his position as Dragon King?"
"Then, older brother, take care of yourself, take your time to recover, and I'll be leaving now."
Lu Junzhuo bid farewell with a smile and left the room.
He Huiyin also said goodbye and left with Lu Junzhuo.
"So, will Mr. Lu be in charge of Su Hang from now on?"
He Huiyin looked at Lu Junzhuo and asked.
"Yes."
Lu Junzhuo said with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.
Just like his older brother, he also mastered the art of wicked smiling.
The difference was that, while Ye Chen smiled by raising his left corner, he raised his right.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy," He Huiyin said, shaking her head slightly.
Turning a critical situation into a victory is no easy task. The current situation of the Dragon Group is simply disastrous.
The He family will not intervene anyway; they have no reason to seek additional trouble.
"What Ye Chen can do, I can do too. What Ye Chen can't do, I, Lu Junzhuo, can do as well!"
Lu Junzhuo smiled proudly and touched a piece of jade with a dragon pattern hanging from his chest.
He had obtained this jade by chance when he was seven years old.
Once, while bleeding from his nose, some drops of blood fell on the jade.
This activated the jade, granting him an inheritance of ancient martial arts.
Based on his judgment, the inheritance must belong to the legendary master of ancient martial arts from the Heaven Realm!
That's why he was completely confident that he would reach that level in the future.
"The position of the Dragon King must be mine by right!
Now, upon arriving in Su Hang, I will play dirty against the loser Ye Chen.
What he desires, things like women, I will take them all!"
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