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Chapter 49: Chapter 45: Betrayal and Escape

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In Xiehe’s Longzhou, there is a great river known as Longjiang.

The Longjiang River stretches for twenty thousand miles, extending from the east to the west, passing by Chengzhou, Chuanyuan, Da Lin, Longzhou, Yancang, Heqing, Nanji, and Shu Tai – eight regions in total. It runs through hundreds of large cities, making it one of the most important trade routes on the Xiehe continent.

Longjiang has over a hundred tributaries, with the five longest being known as the Small Longjiang, which include Lingjiang, Han River, Huaijjiang, Yongjiang, and Liaojjiang.

Lingjiang, a branch of Longjiang, originates from the northwest and flows to the southeast, its three-thousand-mile course covers over a hundred large and small cities in Longzhou.

Xiling City is built along the river, with the mile-wide Lingjiang River splitting the city into two areas: South Xiling River and North Xiling River.

The Lingjiang, which runs through over a hundred cities, is also the most crucial economic source for Xiling. Even to this day, water transportation remains one of Xiling City’s most important industries.

As Xiling City is situated right in the center of Longzhou and is at the heart of the Lingjiang basin, it naturally became a flourishing commercial metropolis.

The Lingjiang Waterway is also one of the most convenient modes of transportation in Longzhou.

Midnight.

Under the Lingjiang Bridge, a robust teenager stands by a pillar, gazing at the surging Lingjiang with a thousand thoughts.

The young man has a tall and slender physique. Though dressed in plain clothes, he carries a sharp and aggressive air, unlike an ordinary boy.

He appears to be seventeen or eighteen, with extremely handsome features and a courageous aura. A scar separates the brow on his left eye into two parts, giving him a bold and untamed look.

The young man held a piece of white jade with cloud patterns and a large “Han” character engraving on it. He stood there for a long time.

After a while, Fang Han put the jade into his pocket and glanced in the direction of the martial hall.

Today is most likely his last day of being a student at the Tang Clan’s Martial Arts Hall.

of betrayal. The wealthy Tang family of Xiling would deem him

a massive entity, but Fang Han had only calmness and audacity

“I can replace it!”

could remember, he knew he was not

who adopted him because that old man only knew how to beg in the streets. Although North City of Xiling had many kind people and the old man always managed

did not want to become like him and set out his

Han was captured

brought him closer to his

Han learned diligently because he believed that mastering this skill was the key step toward fulfilling his dream. As a result, he learned very quickly, and before long, his skill

one of

was during this time that he realized being a thief was not meant for him. Among the children of his age, a thief who was as skilled as him was caught in the

if he was a child or not. He seized him by the neck and threw him to the ground. Fang Han then saw this familiar companion cough out his organs and

a wasteland, naked under the open sky. In

that one day, he too would be thrown

name, but everyone on the streets referred to him as Fat Liao. He was one of the biggest gang leaders in Linfoo Street, with dozens of thugs and over a hundred

due to luck or his high talent, Fang Han survived the most anxiety-ridden years of his

after another, Fang Han was the only one left from his batch. Therefore,

now to teach other children how to steal and lead them to commit

delighted Fang

even if one day those thieves were caught red-handed and beaten to death or maimed, Fang Han would remain untouchable, which brought him a great sense

to become qualified thieves.

day. As a result, Fat Liao held him in high esteem and even wanted Fang Han to become his sworn son. Fang Han was moved to tears, as he saw Fat Liao as his

Fat Liao’s hideout,

with a dozen of his henchmen and laughed uproariously

that a emaciated middle-aged man could do anything to them. Among these henchmen, there were a dozen or so peak Mortal Realm fighters. Even if the middle-aged man had

man asked the beggar child in his arms amidst

in his eyes, nodded and

laughed too because he recognised the beggar. It was Gu Shi, one of the children who was

tongue and chopped

might as well beg,” the hooligan said coldly as

problem with that, but the spectacle before his eyes made him realise how wrong he

the intense killing intent seemed to freeze all the people