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.
Fan Xian carried Admiral Chang Kun's body and strutted out of the bathroom. He had the Tyrannical zhenqi in his body. With the additional support of Tianyi Dao, his strength wasn't much below that of King Kong, so he did not feel tired.
On the ground outside the bathroom lay a few dead people. These were the personal guards Chang Kun had tried to call earlier to save his life. These people's martial ability had been very high, but now they were lying on the ground dead.
Seeing the yawning Shadow, Fan Xian threw the body in his hands over and scolded, "Killing the admiral in his manor! You should be careful."
"Celebrating the ether birthday on his birthday feast," the Shadow replied with great wit. "You also know that this matter has become big."