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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.

wealthy Tang family of Xiling would deem

the prospect of opposing such a massive entity, but Fang Han had only calmness and audacity in his

“I can replace it!”

he could remember, he knew

to beg in the streets. Although North City of Xiling had many kind people and the old man always managed to get quite a fortune, it would be seized by strong thugs before he could

like him and set out his first

captured by the same thugs

doubt, this brought him

thugs taught them how to steal, and Fang 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 even

one of the best among the

for him. Among the children of his age, a thief who was as skilled as him was caught in

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

was left in a wasteland, naked under the open sky.

that one day, he too would be thrown to the ground like that.

kidnapped them was surnamed Liao. No one knew his real 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

high talent, Fang Han survived

left from his batch. Therefore, Fat Liao promoted Fang Han as

children how to steal and lead them to commit

delighted Fang

to death or maimed, Fang Han would

worked particularly diligently and ruthlessly, training the kidnapped orphans tirelessly day and night to become qualified thieves. Only when he had enough thieves under him, would he not have to take the field

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 idol and dreamed of becoming

Fat Liao’s

time, Fat Liao was having a meal with a dozen of his henchmen and laughed uproariously at

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

asked the beggar child in his arms amidst the laughter, “Is it

eyes, nodded and threw himself onto the shoulder of the middle-aged

the children

hooligans pulled out Gu Shi’s tongue and chopped off

want to learn, you might as well beg,” the hooligan said

that, but the spectacle

intense killing intent seemed to freeze all the