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Chapter 151: Chapter 147: Sleepless Night (Please recommend!)

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Gong Zheng had lost sensation in half of his body, as if he had broken hundreds of bones. If it was not for the protection of the Ghost Python Fierce Scale Armor, he might already have been slain by that swordsman.

Nonetheless, this was the most severe injury he had sustained in his entire life. Especially after he had performed the fluid cloud evasion, the spiritual energy in his body had completely drained. Presently, he could only feel an unprecedented weakness.

But he knew he couldn’t rest, as Mi Hou must be frantically searching for him.

The Righteous Gang could unite the underground forces of West City within two years, mainly due to Mi Hou’s support. Initially, his relationship with Mi Hou was indeed a mutually beneficial one.

But as the stakes grew higher and higher, Mi Hou was no longer content with sharing profits with him, a bully. Instead, he wanted to swallow everything himself. Evidence of this was his placement of Huai Chenghua and Qiu Jinglong next to Gong Zheng as deputies in the gang.

Yet Gong Zheng acted as though he was not aware of the trap they were setting for him. He let Huai Chenghua and Qiu Jinglong form their own factions within the gang, attempting to win people over. When some old members of the gang repeatedly told him these deputies were disloyal, he simply laughed it off.

That’s because he was no longer interested in the underworld business.

He didn’t remember when he started being a part of the underworld, but it might have been when his beloved and highly regarded master died bullishly on the martial arts fighting stage, or maybe when those people emptied his master’s treasures just after the master’s death. Or perhaps when those people kicked him out of his master’s residence, leaving him wandering the streets.

Young Gong Zheng was reticent and wooden, an honest kid by everyone’s standard. However, the incidents following his master’s death contradicted the belief that good deeds lead to good returns and that justice prevails. This made him realize the world is not about being virtuous – it’s about being stronger and more vicious than others.

His master was powerful, but not cruel enough, which got him killed. Gong Zheng vowed not to end up like him. After biting into a cold steamed bun, the young boy robbed all the food from the other beggars in the temple and threatened them into following him.

followers expanded, eventually turning him into the leader of

longer wished for such a life after meeting that

toward a mansion located deep within Fengqing Alley.

to him. Ever since his child

to another city and start afresh. With his peak cultivation in the Mortal Shedding realm and a Spiritual

cause the downfall

city did it hit him. The flying boy accompanying that swordsman was the

opening the door to the courtyard, he found it deserted. His wife and child

North City, Tianxiang Building

latest sensation at Tianxiang Building was the

bedroom skills; it was said he could please several women in one

must understand that these courtesans have been trained in the art of pleasure since a young age. Having encountered many men, their interest in intimacy had greatly

were as weak as mud, their faces were flushed–the news of their evening of

Tianxiang Building greeted him with an unusual

me eight more!” Xu Laojing cut to the chase, not wanting to

the pander bowed in agreement: “As you wish, sir. How was your

eight new ones,” Xu

a new group of ladies, allowing the young master to select those who

Fengqing Alley, Abandoned Courtyard

sat in the doorway,

free man now. Although he had been flogged, they

Yang Fan’s voice

smile serene and gentle, and asked, “Why

young face full of

unheard of in the past years. When Xu Laojing was battling their opponents, most of the children were trembling

out to be

Xu Laojing when he saw Xu Laojing’s impressive skills with the sword. If he could be so strong, he could protect his siblings

for him. He could not afford the high fees of martial arts academies, nor the secret scrolls sold on book stalls, not to mention that