The Young Master in Decline

  On a stormy night with thunder and lightning, everyone returned home early, shutting out the wind and rain.

  In the sky, two beams of light, one white and one black, danced and collided continuously.

  After another intense battle, a white light rapidly shot towards the ground, disappearing at the park location, producing an earth-shaking loud noise.

  Fortunately, the rain was loud tonight and the thunder was loud, so all the sounds were covered by the sound of the rain and the deafening thunder, so the landing of the light ball did not cause any **.

  "You insolent whelp, you don't even know your own strength, yet you dare to think of annihilating me? You're simply a madman talking nonsense." The black light followed closely behind, and the man who had emerged victorious sneered triumphantly as he looked down on the young boy lying helplessly on the ground.

  The young man was about to move when the man hastily waved his hand and in an instant several silver needles flew out of his sleeve towards the young man.

  Unable to avoid it, the young man could only let the silver needle pierce his body, his eyebrows furrowed into a "川" shape, his face deathly pale, biting his teeth tightly and refusing to utter a sound.

  His shirt had long been stained red with blood, and the young man lay weakly on the ground, waiting for the man's disposal.

  The man slowly squatted down beside the young man, using his index finger to lift up the silver chain from between the young man's neck and shoulders, pulling out the pendant that hung close to the young man's chest. He gazed at the pendant that represented the young man's identity and burst into loud laughter.

  "Isn't this the young master of the Han family, Han Chunxi? Why isn't he staying in the greenhouse being pampered, but instead running around outside, taking on this deadly job? Has the Han family fallen on hard times?" The man's fingers slid across Han Chunxi's delicate cheek, leaving a bloody mark from his sharp fingernails.

  The man ignored Han Chunxi's murderous intentions and gazed at her with a fierce glare, his eyes burning with anger. As he looked at her stubborn appearance, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

  "This good skin has killed me, I really can't bear it. It just so happens that I'm a bit tight on cash recently, why not take you to sell and make some money to spend." He removed the chain symbolizing his identity, and the man was pleased with his own cleverness, completely disregarding Han Chunxi's opinion as he wanted to reach out and help him up to take him away.

  Han Chunxi remained silent, clenching his fists and thinking about how he could escape from this evil person.

  If it weren't for the fact that he had sealed away 60% of his abilities to avoid being detected at home, and if the client hadn't underestimated the level of difficulty of the job, how would Han Chunxi have ended up in this predicament?

  The man's movements suddenly stopped, roughly shaking off Han Chunxi, raising his hand again and waving it, several silver needles flew out and shot into the rain curtain.

  Ding ding ding, the crisp sound rang out continuously, and the silver needles fell to the ground like they had hit glass.

  A transparent barrier of unknown origin surrounded the two people in the park, solid as a shield.

  The man's two hands, which did not believe in evil, lifted up and flew out more silver needles, impacting the screen barrier, but unfortunately, the only response was even denser collision sounds, and the screen barrier did not suffer any damage.

  "Who's there!" The man bellowed around him, hating the feeling of being trapped and suppressed, his anger rising involuntarily.

  The man guessed based on his own experience that the person hiding in the dark must be only good at defense, and his combat ability must be extremely low, so he was fearless, scolding more and more viciously.

  "Turtle, I give you one minute to come out, otherwise when I break through this fragile barrier, I will make you wish you were dead!" The man said viciously, gathering his strength in his palm and forming a huge black energy ball that he slammed into the barrier.