Burkina Faso, Africa, translates to "The Land of Righteous Gentlemen" in Huaxia.
Since being entrusted by Young Master Tang with an important mission and sent here, He Jin has been quite satisfied with his work.
The pay is good, the workload is light, and no one bothers him. Every day, he finishes work at 3 PM and enjoys his tea.
Until a few days ago, when he received some news.
The Tang family had suddenly started spending money to recruit experts from all over, and they were only interested in ancient martial arts masters.
This news hit him hard.
As the former head of the security team, he realized just how weak he was!
He wasn’t even a practitioner of ancient martial arts! How could he possibly protect Young Master Tang?
Determined to improve himself, he began rigorous training every day.
One hundred push-ups!
One hundred sit-ups!
One hundred squats, followed by a ten-kilometer run!
Today, just as he returned from his training, a subordinate came running to him with a package.
"Boss He, there’s a package for you. It’s from Young Master Tang."
"From Young Master Tang?"
He Jin immediately perked up and carefully took the package, opening it with great care.
Inside was an exquisite rosewood box. When he opened it, he found an ancient-looking book.
"《Dragon Elephant Technique》?"
He flipped through a few pages, and tears began to stream down his face.
Young Master Tang must have been keeping an eye on him.
Knowing that he was training hard, Young Master Tang had gone out of his way to obtain this ancient martial arts manual for him!
As a martial artist, he knew just how precious this manual was—something money couldn’t buy!
Moreover, the 《Dragon Elephant Technique》 didn’t demand exceptionally high innate talent.
As long as one was willing to endure hardship, one could eventually become a practitioner of ancient martial arts!
"Young Master Tang’s kindness is something I can only repay with my life," He Jin choked out, wiping away his tears. He then turned to his subordinates and roared,
"Starting tomorrow, go out and find me a hundred young people with martial arts potential. I’m going to train an elite force for Young Master Tang!"
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He Family Private Hospital.
Ye Chen lay anxiously on the hospital bed, his mind filled with unease.
The Death Squad had approached their target and initiated the operation five hours ago.
But until now, he hadn’t received any news.
This left him deeply puzzled.
This was the Death Squad. Although the four members weren’t as strong as him, their combined techniques were formidable.
Even if they couldn’t win, they should have been able to retreat unscathed.
Yet, not a single one of them had contacted him.
With every passing second, his anxiety grew.
"Tang, I refuse to believe you have what it takes to capture the Death Squad," he muttered through clenched teeth.
But as his emotions surged, a sharp pain shot through the wound near his lower body.
He gasped and quickly forced himself to calm down.
The wound had already reopened once. If it happened again, it would be a serious problem.
After much deliberation, he decided to ask the nurse to call He Huiyin, hoping the He family could help him gather some information.
About fifteen minutes later, He Huiyin walked in, holding a bag.
She looked at Ye Chen and spoke in a soft, clear voice,
"Mr. Ye, you wanted to see me?"
"Miss He, I need your help to investigate something. I’ve lost contact with four of my men…"
Ye Chen forced a bitter smile and was about to explain when a man’s voice came from outside the door.
"No need to look. They’re already in prison."
A handsome young man with a hint of roguishness walked in.
He entered with an amused expression, his eyes lingering on Ye Chen with a touch of mockery.
The mighty Dragon King, forced to flee bare-assed?
How laughable!
Seeing the young man, Ye Chen’s expression changed.
Frowning, he asked, "Junior Brother, weren’t you on a mission in France? When did you get here?"
"I arrived today," Lu Junzhuo replied with a smile. "The news about the Death Squad reached Master, and he sent me to assist you."
Ye Chen’s heart sank.
Had the Death Squad really been captured?
Even worse, the old man had sent Lu Junzhuo? What did that mean?
His face shifted through a range of emotions, his thoughts a tangled mess.
"Master said you should focus on recovering. Once you’re better, head to Yanjing. I’ll handle things in Su Hang," Lu Junzhuo said with a smirk, his eyes filled with disdain.
Hearing this confirmation, Ye Chen’s face paled.
What was the old man thinking?
He scrutinized Lu Junzhuo for a moment, then his pupils contracted. "You’ve broken through?"
Lu Junzhuo gave a devilish smile and nodded.
He had now reached the peak of the Mystic Realm!
Just one step away from the Earth-level Realm!
Meanwhile, Ye Chen was still stuck at the mid-level Mystic Realm.
A failure like Ye Chen, who was weaker than him, surely didn’t deserve to remain the Dragon King.
That’s why Master had sent him—this was a golden opportunity to prove himself.
The position of Dragon King was his for the taking!
Ye Chen’s face darkened, a flicker of killing intent in his eyes.
So, Lu Junzhuo, you want to steal my position as Dragon King?
Just wait until I break through. Then you’re dead!
"Senior Brother, take your time recovering. I’ll take my leave now," Lu Junzhuo said with a smile before exiting the room.
He Huiyin bid her farewell and followed Lu Junzhuo out.
"So, you’ll be taking charge of Su Hang from now on?" He Huiyin asked as they walked.
"That’s right," Lu Junzhuo replied, his lips curling into a devilish smile.
As fellow disciples, they both had a knack for devilish smiles.
The difference was that Ye Chen’s smile tilted to the left, while Lu Junzhuo’s tilted to the right.
"That won’t be easy," He Huiyin said, shaking her head slightly.
Turning a losing game around was no simple task. The Dragon Morning Group’s current situation could only be described as dire.
The He family wouldn’t get involved. There was no need to invite trouble.
"What Ye Chen can do, I can do. What Ye Chen can’t do, I, Lu Junzhuo, can!"
Lu Junzhuo declared proudly, touching the dragon-patterned jade pendant hanging from his chest.
He had stumbled upon this jade when he was seven.
Once, when he had a nosebleed, a drop of blood accidentally fell on it.
That activated the jade, granting him an ancient martial arts inheritance!
Based on his judgment, the person who left this inheritance must have been a legendary Heaven Realm master!
That’s why he was absolutely confident that he would one day reach that realm.
The position of Dragon King was his for the taking!
Now that he was in Su Hang, he would turn this losing game around where Ye Chen had failed!
Everything Ye Chen coveted—his possessions, his women—Lu Junzhuo would take it all!
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