The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

further.

“Are you playing some kind of drunken role–playing game, young man? So mysterious,” the driver burst out laughing upon hearing Haylan’s words.

“Haha! We were a bit tipsy and just having some fun.” Haylan laughed heartily.

With that, he took out a cigarette and handed it to the driver.

The driver declined the cigarette and simply remarked, “You youngsters sure know how to have a good time.”

Haylan smiled but remained silent.

After half an hour, the taxi finally arrived at its destination. Haylan paid the fare and stepped out of the vehicle.

This quaint little village was nestled in a remote area, far from the hustle and bustle of city life.

Noah took the lead, guiding Haylan to a quiet, rural road.

As they made their way into the village, Haylan noticed a few young men with cold and unfriendly glares fixated on them.

Haylan looked at them and didn’t think too much about it. He followed behind Noah and suddenly said, “Hey, Noah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hide my identity.”

Throughout his career, he had managed to make plenty of enemies, Some were dangerous criminals, while others were ambitious individuals seeking to climb the ranks. Despite the fact that many of them had met their untimely demise, there were still those who continued to harbor ill will towards him.

Nevertheless, sin persisted like stubborn weeds that refused to die.

As long as there were benefits, there would always be those willing to take the risk and walk the path of evil.

Haylan’s mercenary corps put an end to the dreams of countless greedy and merciless individuals during the wars on the extraterritorial battlefield, obstructing their path to riches. Their iron grip on the battlefield thwarted many a would–be conqueror, leaving them with nothing but shattered ambition.

Preventing someone from achieving wealth was akin to matricide and patricide. It was seen as a heinous crime that would not be taken lightly

On the extraterritorial battlefield and at home, there were many people who despised him to the core. Some even dreamed of chopping off his head.

As a result, he couldn’t disclose who he was, not even to his parents. It was a secret he had to keep to himself

To keep his loved ones safe, he had to keep them in the dark. The less they knew, the better.

He considered, “Perhaps it’s best if they’re kept in the dark.”

“Got it I know everyone in your field has their own challenges. No worries, though, I won’t pry any further,” Noah replied

with a nod

Although Noah wasn’t privy to Haylan’s occupation, he could undoubtedly surmise that he was a spy, skillfully planted amongst a notorious gang

Haylan

pondered the situation, it all seemed to fall into place.

he decided to let the matter rest. After all, there was no sense in pursuing

could

understood this

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good.” Haylan breathed a sigh of relief. The

Noah might accuse

along, the two chatted amicably. The road became increasingly muddy underfoot, and they soon found themselves quite far from the village.

this path look like it leads up the mountain?” Haylan asked, surveying the rugged terrain

it is,”

isn’t supposed to be

much went down. He got pushed to

up the

spoke, Haylan’s face darkened

he looked up at the mountain. he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. There weren’t any buildings, not even stairs. How could Perry, who was crippled, still be living up there? The terrain was treacherous, making it especially difficult to navigate up and down the mountain. It was a mystery that he couldn’t wait

would that be

lit a cigarette and strolled with a somber

smoke a

to take a look, and his expression turned

was a simple greenhouse built in the mountains. However, there were many holes in the greenhouse that could not block the

shed was surrounded by a garbage

contained old, worn–out furniture and a handful of beds.

bed, swatting at mosquitoes out of sheer

scars marred his face. Additionally, there were many burn scars on his scalp. His hair was parted an inch to the left and an inch to the right,

obvious that he had been beaten up violently and lost the ability to move. His bones were

weak

lifeless, his body betraying some underlying issue. Despite his youth,

a lump form in his throat. It felt as if a

skinny and malnourished, the young man could still recognize Perry, his

couldn’t resist slipping him love letters. He was definitely

on his body. It was a tragic sight! Moreover, he

Haylan realized that some

snow–white hair gave them an

faces were etched with the lines of hardship and struggle, telling the story of their lives. Their weathered features spoke volumes about the

and crept into the lines on their faces

despair, like bottomless pats of mud I was as if