Outer Chapter Four Seas Whip Yang Preface Youngster Ding

  It's so cold! Tiding felt his body start to weaken, but the past events were exceptionally clear in front of him...

  In the sunny March when grass grows and swallows fly, a red-shirted maiden was galloping on horseback along the official road that stretched out in all directions from the ancient capital of Luoyang.

  "How despicable!"

  "I hate it!"

  These negative emotions surged in the girl's heart, and her beautiful face flowed with two lines of clear tears, making people feel extra pity, and anyone who saw it would feel heartache.

  Unfortunately, there is one person who has no intention of cherishing her at all.

  As the long whip cracked through the air, the horse that was galloping freely suddenly let out a mournful whinny and stopped dead in its tracks. The girl on its back was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.

  A swallow tumbled, a beautiful somersault in mid-air, the girl landed safely on the ground, displaying her agility and extraordinary reaction.

  "What are you doing?!"

  The girl's apricot-like eyes were wide open, glaring at the culprit standing in front of her. Her anger did not detract from her appearance, but rather added a hint of enticing charm.

  The culprit, however, did not have the slightest interest in appreciating beauty. With his left hand holding the reins of a fine horse and his right hand grasping a long whip, he wore hunting attire, with a golden dagger at his waist and a short bow on his back. His skin was dark and his eyes emitted an intimidating glow, making it clear that he was a man born and raised on horseback, living by herding and fighting on the grasslands.

  "You must apologize to this elderly person!"

  The words of the grassland boy are short and reveal persistence and irresistible.

  The girl's gaze followed the direction of the boy's finger, and only then did she notice an old man in tattered clothes sitting on the ground by the side of the road, with a pile of dry firewood scattered beside him.

  With the cleverness of a young girl, she quickly guessed that it was her own galloping horse that had startled the old man and caused him to fall. Although she was still angry about the boy's rough behavior, her upbringing and natural kindness led her to stick out her cute tongue, run to the old man's side, help him up, bow deeply, and apologize in a sweet voice: "Old sir, I'm sorry!"

  After finishing speaking, he bent down and helped the old man pick up the firewood.

  "No need, no need, I can handle it myself, don't get the young lady's clothes dirty!"

  The old man said with a sense of unease, that for such a lovely young girl, no one could truly be angry, but what made the old man feel uneasy was that this girl was obviously a noble and wealthy young lady from a high-ranking family, yet she helped an old man like him gather scattered firewood, which was unheard of in a country as strict as Holy Dragon.

  The young man also came to help pick up the firewood, and he was greatly surprised by the girl's actions, which in turn produced a great liking for her. This time when he came to Shenzhou, he brought with him a great sense of humiliation, his clan relying on these sacred dragon people, taking away the power that should have belonged to him, and even sending him as a "hostage" to the Sacred Capital.

  "Proton!"

  What a humiliating name, not only an insult to the individual but also a national tragedy. For, apart from certain special political considerations, only a weak nation would offer tributes to a strong one as a sign of submission.

  His own country had to yield to another country, and his throne was usurped by someone else. All this made the young man grow a vine of hatred.

  He resented the Sacred Dragon - this corrupt country; in his impression, these arrogant aristocratic sons who considered themselves to be from a great nation had always been unreasonable. But today he didn't expect that this young girl would actually apologize to an old poor man and even help him pick up firewood, truly a rare sight. The youth thought about his actions earlier and felt somewhat apologetic.

  Unfortunately, the girl had no intention of forgiving the family's young master for bullying her beloved horse. After picking up all the dry firewood, the girl mounted her horse and made a cute face at the boy before riding off into the distance.

  "Thank you, thank you!"

  The old man muttered to himself, and a noble young lady actually apologized to him and helped pick up the scattered firewood. The old man was unable to adapt for a while. After the girl left, he came back to his senses and suddenly remembered something like that, holding onto the boy who was also preparing to leave, thanking him again and again, and asking the boy to leave his name.

  "My name is Tiding!"

  The young man laughed loudly and mounted his horse, heading in the direction of Sei-kyou, galloping away from the girl.

  Tiding!

  This name that echoes through history, this title that has haunted the dreams of Sheng Long, appears for the first time on the land of Sheng Long. And in fact, it will be proven that this name will intimidate the world in the near future. At the ends of the sky, at the edges of the sea, and at the limits of the earth, this word will spread far and wide, a term that inspires awe, hatred, trembling, or excitement.

  Along with this title comes glory, merit, slaughter, and tyranny.