Chapter 47: A Happy Past

  "You little girl, how dare you! Your young mistress hasn't even spoken up yet, what right do you have to interrupt?" The hawk-nosed man glared at her with discontent.

  "You——" Little green eyes suddenly stared round, small face red with anger, not a hint of fear, on the contrary, one hand on hip, about to shout loudly.

  "Little Green." Zhao Jing's gentle voice sounded, and she gave Little Green a scolding look. The latter obediently closed her mouth, but her small lips were pursed high up, unwillingly staring at the aquiline nose.

  "Gao Ah Gongzi, Little Lu doesn't understand things, she's straightforward and speaks her mind, I hope you won't hold it against her." Zhao Jing's smile was faint, gentle as water.

  "Don't mind, don't mind." Gao A Junfeng said excitedly, the fat on his body trembling slightly.

  Zhao Jing bowed and smiled, tactfully declining: "Thank you for your kind intentions, High Master Gao. I appreciate it. However, as a pillar of the state, you should be working hard for the country's prosperity, how can you waste time on me, a mere woman? If His Majesty were to find out, wouldn't he blame me?"

  "This..." Gao Ajun's words stuck in his throat, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

  "Gao Ah Gongzi, Zhao Jing bid farewell here." Zhao Jing smiled and bowed after that, then beckoned to Little Green to continue walking together.

  "Miss Zhao——" Gao A Junfeng stretched out his hand somewhat reluctantly, but all that was left for him by Zhao Jing was a beautiful back view. On the contrary, Little Green turned her head around, made a face at him, wrinkled up her little nose, and looked very cute.

  It wasn't until Zhao Jing's figure disappeared from view that everyone came to their senses, all feeling a sense of loss. In his past life, although he had traveled far and wide, he had never been moved by any woman, and at the time of his transmigration, he was still an old bachelor.

  All along, Gao Xing couldn't shake off the shadows in his heart, filled with killing intent and hatred, and due to the nature of his work, he didn't even have the energy to look for emotions that belonged to him.

  In his previous life, Gao Xing had always lived on the borders of the Republic, at the foot of Mount Kunlun, a relatively complex region. At the age of seven, he witnessed his parents being brutally killed by evil men. Miraculously, he survived and was adopted by a kind-hearted middle-aged woman.

  Delighted to have lost the pain of losing her parents, under Auntie's care, she slowly recovered. The middle-aged woman was also a person with a miserable fate, abandoned by her husband, penniless and weak, in order to survive, taking care of Delight, she had no choice but to beg for a living.

  How could the kind-hearted and innocent Gao Xing bear to see his new mother suffer alone, so at the age of seven he began wandering the streets, putting aside his dignity, begging from people, and learning how to steal. If things had continued in this way, perhaps what awaited Gao Xing would have been a prison wall.

  But fate always brings so many coincidences into our lives.

  One day in November, snowflakes as big as goose feathers danced in the north wind, and the overcast sky was just like the gloomy mood that filled his heart. That day, Gaoxing would never forget. When he dragged his tired and cold body back to his dilapidated home, he saw the enemy who had killed his parents chatting with his new mother.

  It was clear from their conversation that everything was a scam. The middle-aged woman and others were members of a cult organization, they kidnapped children, used them to beg, trained them to steal, and obtained wealth from it. This was just an accessory purpose, their goal was to absorb and cultivate cult members, expand themselves, disturb the peace, resist the government, and satisfy their private desires.

  His heart was shattered with joy, the pain made him almost suffocate. Even the pain of losing his parents couldn't compare to being deceived by that middle-aged woman. At that moment, Xing's heart suddenly became dark and gloomy, without a single ray of sunlight, he couldn't see any hope for the future, and didn't know what meaning there was in continuing to live.

  He was just a child, how could he be a match for three adults. When the middle-aged woman's hypocritical mask was lifted, what was revealed was an ugly and ferocious face, and the god of death once again appeared in front of Gaoxing.

  Perhaps it was heaven's pity for his miserable fate, the enemy's contempt, that gave Gaoxing a chance to escape. Braving the cold wind and snow, he hastily climbed up Mount Kunlun, although unfortunately falling into a cave, but fortunately escaping the pursuit of his enemies, obtaining the "Longevity Formula" and half a Buddha pendant.

  Happy parents, all knowledgeable people, especially his mother, have a lot of knowledge about traditional culture. Therefore, "Changsheng Jue" is still able to read with difficulty, although the font is ancient and the language is awkward.

  He hid in the cave for three whole days, and only left at night to embark on his escape route. From then on, he wandered the world, blending into the city, on the one hand cultivating the "Longevity Secret" to accumulate power, and on the other hand secretly investigating the evil cult's information.

  But one man's power is ultimately weak, to avenge and eliminate the evil organization, he happily joined the Dragon Squad, from then on becoming a dancer on the blade, slaughter and darkness accompanied him.

  Ten years later, after avenging his great hatred, his hands were stained with blood. He began to be tired of killing and hated the darkness of reality, but still didn't understand the hope of continuing to live on. He worked hard to cultivate the "Longevity Secret", hoping that one day he could reach the highest realm, ascend to the immortal world, and take a look at that ethereal world. Now, although he has not entered the immortal world, he has also left behind the world that made him feel suffocated and unwilling to recall, and welcomed new life.

  "Hey, Gao Gongzi, Miss Zhao has already left, so stop staring. You should hurry back home and focus on your studies, otherwise how will you be able to pass the imperial exams in the future? Even if you manage to scrape by, it'll still bring shame to His Excellency, the Duke!" A mocking voice rang out, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

  "Wang Yan, you deserve to die!" Gao A Junfeng was furious.

  "Hey, fatty, I'm just trying to advise you for your own good. Miss Zhao wouldn't like a useless fool who only knows how to eat, drink and crap!" Wang Yun said with a smile, not showing any fear at all.

  "You despicable creature, you're simply asking for death! Hu Jun, Wang Meng, come and help me beat him up!" High Ah Joon Fung's nostrils flared with rage, his eyes wide with fury as he bellowed at Hu Jun and Eagle Hook Nose to join forces in chasing down and pummeling Wang Yun. High Ah Joon Fung roared in anger, taking the lead by swinging his chubby fists straight at Wang Yun's face.

  "Wang Yan, surrender!" Eagle-beaked Wang Meng and Hu Jin shouted in unison as they charged towards Wang Yan.

  "Prince, run quickly, we'll block them!" The servants beside Wang Yun hastily shouted, holding Wang Yun back.

  "You ugly meatball, how dare you scold me? Today I will not let you off easily! Get out of my way!" Wang Yan was furious, pushing aside the servants in front of him, stuffing the feather fan into one of their chests, and charging towards the three people who were rushing over.

  "Damn your ancestors!" With one against three, Wang Yan was not afraid at all. He cursed loudly, waited for the opportunity, and his fist carried a fierce gust of wind, striking Gao Jun's chin first.

  "Ah!" Gao A Junfeng let out a loud cry, his head raised high, and a crystal clear liquid splashed from his mouth. Despite being terrified, his legs remained firmly planted on the ground.

  Wang Yun threw a punch, let out a loud whoop of excitement, and charged forward with both arms raised to meet the attack of Eagle Nose Wang Meng and Hu Jin. However, he was not skilled in martial arts, his level was only at the stage of rough and tumble fighting, apart from poking eyes, grabbing ears, and kicking groin, there was nothing special about him. As a result, he also took quite a few punches on his body. But Wang Yun's footwork was agile, his momentum was fierce, and in the midst of dodging and weaving, he actually managed to fight evenly with the two men.

  The pain in his lower jaw made Gao A Junfeng even more furious, his blood-red eyes seemed to want to devour people. He roared and suddenly rushed into the fighting circle, grabbing Wang Yun around the waist. This time Wang Yun was at a great disadvantage, being grabbed by Hu Jin and Wang Meng, who took advantage of the opportunity to punch him three times and kick him twice, making him grit his teeth in pain and curse continuously.

  Whether it was Wang Yun's housekeeper or Gao A Junfeng's henchmen, they stood tense and helpless on one side, not daring to intervene. They were just lowly servants, who couldn't compare with these noble young masters. If they had beaten up these noble young masters, they would have had to carefully guard their own lives.