Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 205: Leaving Beijing to Study
Zhao Wumian couldn't tell for sure. He still didn't know why Huanzhen Pavilion saved Song Yun... If it was just for the sake of saving people, then Zhao Wumian would have to look up to Huanzhen Pavilion, but he felt that it was definitely not that simple.

In fact, only one day had passed since the prison break at Huanzhen Pavilion, but the smell of blood in Zhaoyu had not dissipated yet.

Ji Jianming sighed with great regret, "These death row prisoners were all consumables that could be taken to Jin to be used as cannon fodder, but because of Huanzhen Pavilion, so many of them died. Currently, the ones who can survive are either very smart or incompetent and can only hide in the back. There are less than 20 of them... Alas."

There is a war going on in Jin right now, so pulling these death row prisoners over to serve as fill-in babies would be the best use of their resources.

Zhao Wumian looked at these prisoners. They were all covered in dirt and looked lifeless. "There are only a few Miao people left. It seems that they don't have the capital to be a surprise force... They don't have the ability. It's not worth the manpower and resources to take them to Jin."

All the way to the third floor of Zhaoyu Prison, Chou Manjiang and Li Jingnan were only separated by a wall, so they could be considered cellmates.

Chou Manjiang had disheveled hair and was covered in wounds. He leaned in the corner and was too lazy to look up even when Zhao Wumian came.

Li Jingnan sat cross-legged on a straw mat, his limbs tied with fine steel chains. He closed his eyes to rest. Although Zhao Wumian had kicked him viciously in the face, the recovery ability of the Five Mountains was not bad. The swelling had subsided and only bruises remained.

Seeing Zhao Wumian, he raised his eyes slightly, then snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied.

He and Zhao Wumian had never fought with real swords and guns. If Song Yun had not launched a sneak attack and caused hidden injuries, he thought that he could at least fight Zhao Wumian 70:30.

He is seventh and Zhao Wumian is third.

"Are you here simply to save Song Yun, or do you have other intentions?" Zhao Wumian asked.

Chou Manjiang and Li Jingnan were both tough guys. Upon hearing this, they remained silent. Chou Manjiang even sneered disdainfully.

Ji Jianming couldn't stand this, so he rolled up his sleeves and decided to settle all the new and old grudges together.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand, "Wait until I'm gone, Captain Ji, and then you can torture me... I'm kind-hearted and can't stand the sight of blood."

Li Jingnan and Chou Manjiang looked up at him, their expressions as if they had eaten shit.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals, and Zhao Wumian didn't want to waste his time on these two people.

Being underground, the temperature dropped sharply, and even with the lights on all around, it was still gloomy... Fortunately, Song Yun was a great martial artist, otherwise he would definitely be plagued by illness after staying here for so many years.

Zhao Wumian, with a sword slung across his waist, walked down the stone steps to the fourth level of the prison.

Song Yun sat cross-legged on the stone platform. Seeing Zhao Wumian coming here, he raised his eyes slightly.

When the jailers around saw Zhao Wumian coming, they bowed and called him "Marquis" and also mixed in a few words "Deputy Chief Constable". After saying hello, they turned around and left.

Song Yun felt quite complicated. With Zhao Wumian's martial arts, it was impossible that he had nothing to do with Jiuer. However, Jiuer's lifelong dream was to rebel against Li and Fuchen... But at this moment, Zhao Wumian had suddenly become the Marquis of Dali.

If Jiuer knew about this in the afterlife, he wouldn't know whether to cry or laugh.

But no matter what, with Zhao Wumian's martial arts level, his relationship with Jiuer must be complicated... He is Jiuer's junior.

Because he loves Zhao Wumian so much, Song Yun feels a little gentle and close to him in his heart.

Zhao Wumian stopped a jailer and borrowed his sword, then came to Song Yun.
"Senior, the emperor is kindhearted and can set you free, but the prerequisite is that you need to teach me everything you know, including sword techniques and martial arts... However, you have attempted to assassinate the emperor, which is indeed a capital crime. The emperor is also worried about you, so he only allows you to move around in the capital, and your daily travel is supervised."

Song Yun was a little stunned, not because she had any resistance to it, but because she thought it was too simple... so simple that it seemed a little unreal to her, as if she was dreaming.

Song Yun has been locked up in this dark place for nearly thirty years. He has gone from being in unbearable pain and sighing to himself every night at the beginning to feeling hopeless now.

She thought she would have to spend the rest of her life here, but suddenly a young man who was related to alcohol showed up and set her free with just a few words.

However, her martial arts are not so easy to learn. Considering Zhao Wumian's strength of combining nature and man, her natural talent must be extraordinary... It is estimated that it will take her a year and a half to master it.

But compared with thirty years, how fast is this year and a half?
Even if I can only move around in the capital, even if I am monitored all the time, it is still freedom, which is far better than staying in this dark place for the rest of my life.

"Really?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Seeing Song Yun like this, Zhao Wumian felt that "Jiu'er" really left an indelible impression on this former number one assassin in the world.

Yesterday, Song Yun could have fought her way out with Li Jingnan, but because Zhao Wumian used martial arts related to Jiuer, she instantly gave up the idea and helped him capture Li Jingnan alive.

Didn't she want to be free again? She just wanted to know what was related to Jiu'er and protect the people related to Jiu'er.

Jiuer...What kind of person was the former Princess of Chen Kingdom?

Who is she to me? Have I ever seen her?

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, clearing away his emotions. He flicked his fingertips slightly, and the sword in his hand came out of its sheath with a clang, flying towards Song Yun.

Song Yun raised her hand and grasped the sword at her waist. At that moment, her entire temperament changed drastically, from a kind and amiable old woman to a spirited and indomitable swordsman.

Even though she was already gray-haired, Zhao Wumian had no doubt that she could still split mountains and rocks with a single stroke.

Song Yun tightened his grip on the knife handle, but asked first: "You have lost your memory? You don't remember Jiu'er and Xiao Yuanmu anymore?"

"Yes."

"If one day you regain your memory and suddenly realize that the purpose of your martial arts training was to inherit Jiu'er's last wish and return to Li Fuchen, what would you do?"

How to choose?
Of course, Zhao Wumian could say that wine was the most important thing, so he just laughed it off and tried to learn Song Yun's skills first before getting away with it.

You can also make some grand narratives and say some nice things, such as this world is definitely not the world of one family or one surname, whoever can make the people live a good life is qualified to be the emperor. It doesn't matter whether the emperor's surname is Luo or Xiao, and whether the country's name is Chen or Li.

But facing Song Yun, who almost ruined his life for a promise he made back then, he didn't want to say these words no matter what.

Therefore, Zhao Wumian was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know if I have met Jiu'er, but for now, the emperor and I have a deep relationship. If I want to rebel against her for the slogan of opposing Li Fuchen, it is absolutely impossible... If Jiu'er is still alive and is determined to rebel, I can only take it one step at a time..."

Before Zhao Wumian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Yun.

"Silly child, I didn't ask you these questions." Song Yun shook her head slightly. She looked at Zhao Wumian with a natural tenderness that an elder would have towards a younger person.

"I'm asking, when you're caught in the middle, with no choice but to choose between two options, will you feel sad?"

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned.

Song Yun was not asking him what choice he would make or who he would help. He was just concerned about how he felt when he was in the midst of the torrent.

There is no interest involved, just pure concern for him... just like Su Qingqi considers everything for him, but the feeling is different.

Song Yun and Jiuer are of the same generation. If Jiuer were still alive, would he care about him so much?

I think so. Song Yun and Jiu'er hit it off right away and have a very good relationship. Song Yun is such a gentle person, so Jiu'er must not be much worse.

"How I feel is not important..." Zhao Wumian shook his head and raised his hand to draw the sword from his waist, "Please give me some advice, senior."

Song Yun smiled helplessly, focusing his attention on the knife in his hand, and made a few cuts to get familiar with the feel.

With Song Yun's martial arts skills, even if he hadn't touched a sword for thirty years, he wouldn't be at all rusty.

"My nickname in the martial arts world is the Star-Picking Knife. At that time, even the Five Mountains could kill me, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, no one was better than me. The Star-Picking Knife was also known as the best sword in the martial arts world at that time, relying on the word 'fast'.

You'll have enough time to study this sword technique for a few years, but it doesn't matter. I've been here for nearly thirty years, so it doesn't matter if I stay a few more years, just make it a whole number."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yun suddenly disappeared from the spot. With Zhao Wumian's current strength, although he could see Song Yun's figure, his eyes were attracted by the knife in Song Yun's hand and he didn't notice Song Yun's movements at all.

The ordinary long sword was emitting a hazy glow at this moment, like a pouring Milky Way. In the blink of an eye, it drew seven tracks in the air. These tracks formed a straight line, which was tortuous but neat and clean, and it was exactly the style of the "Big Dipper".

These are seven of them.

Even though Song Yun was only swinging his sword at the air, the strong wind that was created still instantly blew out the lights in the secret room. At this moment, it was instantly pitch black and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

But the 'Big Dipper' is still there, with the seven star tracks floating in the air, as if this place has really become the night sky.

Soon Song Yun used the eighth knife, and it was as if he was holding the 'Seven-Star Arc' tightly in his hand, using the Big Dipper as a weapon, the seven stars lit up, and he chopped forward.

Click————

The sword in Song Yun's hand could not withstand the force and shattered instantly, with the broken blades shooting out in all directions.

Zhao Wumian raised his sword to block the broken blade. Sparks appeared on the blade and crisp explosions were heard.

Song Yun stopped and suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, raised his hand to take out a lighter from his arms and lit it, but his mind was still thinking about those knives.

Song Yun glanced at the hilt of the sword in his hand, threw it down casually, and stretched out his hand to Zhao Wumian, "Lend me your sword, I will demonstrate it to you again..."

Before Song Yun finished speaking, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Zhao Wumian lit the light, then held the sword in his hand and began to practice the Star-Picking Sword. His speed was not as fast as Song Yun's, on the contrary, it was very slow. After all, he was just practicing the moves.

His movements are not particularly standard, but the general direction is not bad.

My speed was so fast that it was fine for him to be able to see clearly, but he was able to remember all the sword moves?

Once or twice, still not satisfactory.

After three or four times, there is a lot of progress.

After practicing it five or six times, his moves were already exactly the same as Song Yun's.

The only thing lacking is the flow of internal breath and the distribution of energy in the moves.

"Well... no wonder you can achieve harmony between man and nature at such a young age..." Song Yun's expression was a little difficult to describe.

The Star-Picking Sword is a martial art she created herself.

Zhao Wumian is still groping in the dark, but Song Yun has almost reached the limit in achieving the unity of man and nature, so he pretended to be a beggar in order to comprehend the various aspects of the world. At that time, he was just trying his best and was determined to give it a try.

But even someone as talented as Song Yun spent five years creating and perfecting the Star-Picking Sword. He later thought about finding a few apprentices, but no one could learn it.

It's not just the sword technique... The Star-Picking Sword has other wonderful features. She was about to explain it to Zhao Wumian when she heard Zhao Wumian suddenly stop, frowning, thinking for a while, then turned around and said to her:
"Fast sword, fast sword, since you want to go to the extreme in terms of 'speed', then it is obviously impossible to reach the end with sword skills alone... Senior is praised as 'mastering sword skills and peerless lightness skills'. I guess your lightness skills must be matched with the Star-Picking Sword. Only when lightness skills and sword skills complement each other can the effect of 'one plus one is greater than two' be exerted, and you can truly become the world's number one fastest sword."

You have finished speaking, what else can I say?
Song Yun felt a little depressed, this was a hidden secret that most people in the martial arts world didn't know about.

As a result, after just rehearsing it once, Zhao Wumian guessed it 100% correctly.

If you become his enemy, he will guess all your martial arts skills after one round of fighting, and maybe he will use your martial arts to attack you in a few days... I want to vomit blood just thinking about it.

"You... have mastered the Star-Picking Sword?" Song Yun's tone was somewhat uncertain.

Zhao Wumian thought for a moment, "If the senior's eighth sword has no subsequent derivatives, then if you tell me the meridians of the inner breath, I will basically have mastered it. That's why I feel that without Qinggong, the true power of this sword technique cannot be brought into play... I'm afraid that these two martial arts have been inseparable since their creation."

Song Yun: "..."

No wonder you could guess it. How come a genius like you wasn't born in my era? If that were the case, I would teach you all my martial arts skills and let you kill the emperor. Maybe you could succeed.

Song Yun was silent for a while before he said quietly, "Come and learn Qinggong... How good are you at Qinggong?"

"I have learned the Sword Sect's Lingxiao Feidu, but my level is just so-so. It is far inferior to my spear and sword skills. It is one of my weaknesses."

Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief. This person still has weaknesses.

She regained her confidence and smiled, "I have also heard of the Sword Sect's Lingxiao Feidu, which is one of the Sword Sect's most advanced light skills. However, different light skills have different focuses. Lingxiao Feidu itself pays more attention to endurance, that is, it can fly more than ten feet with a breath of internal energy, but when it comes to instantaneous burst and dodging, it is a little worse." Song Yun continued: "My light skill is called Zhaixing Huanyue, which is indeed a light skill tailored for Zhaixing Dao. The combination of the two is the fastest sword in the world."

"Pay more attention to instantaneous bursts in actual combat? If so, it should be possible to improve it and incorporate my Wan Yue Xian, Yun Yi Lou and other elegant sword techniques. However, the Wushan sword technique will not work. That sword technique focuses more on accumulating momentum, and a fast sword is not suitable." Zhao Wumian whispered to himself.

No, you haven't even learned my Qinggong yet, but you're already thinking about stitching? Taking the essence and discarding the dross, and integrating it with other martial arts, do you think it's easy?

Song Yun's eyes were extremely strange, and after a moment he said, "When fighting, use Picking Stars to Change to the Moon. If you can't win and are ready to escape, you have to switch to other Qinggong skills... Your Lingxiao Flying Crossing is very good, and it is very suitable for escaping. You can continue to practice it."

Zhao Wumian: “…”

This is the character of an old hand. No matter what, he will never lose the ability to escape.

But Zhao Wumian was also happy about it, as his master was also using the Lingxiao Feidu light skill... If he didn't learn this sword and didn't use the Lingxiao Feidu in the end, his master might feel so wronged that he would secretly wipe his tears, thinking that he, the master, had taught him nothing.

"Just follow my steps, don't let go of the sword, and study carefully how the steps and the sword's path are integrated."

"I know..."

Choke————

"Fuck, it's really fast!"

"Isn't that right? My martial arts are enough for you to ponder over for a few years, months... um, enough for you to benefit endlessly. You are now stuck in the state of unity between man and nature, but there is no need to be discouraged. Being stuck in this state does not mean that your strength cannot be improved."

"After learning this sword, can I beat Wu Kui?"

"Wu Kui?"

"It's the Five Mountains of your era."

"The martial arts master combines the external world with nature and blends into the world. His victory lies in his endless internal energy, his martial arts tempered by hundreds of battles, his perception of the abyss, his muscles and bones tempered by thousands of hammers, and his intuition from life and death..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Senior is known as the world's number one assassin. Have you ever killed Wu Kui?"

"No, I just ambushed a Wu Kui and killed him, forcing him to flee... If Wu Kui didn't want to die, he would try his best to escape, but unless a net is set up, it would be very difficult to kill him."

"Yeah……"

With Zhao Wumian's talent, it goes without saying that he learned martial arts very quickly. He entered the Detective Department in the morning, and before lunchtime, he walked out of the fourth floor of Zhaoyu with Song Yun, who was looking doubtful about his life.

After leaving the fourth floor, we came to the place where Chou Manjiang and Li Jingnan were imprisoned. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt flesh instantly lingered in our noses.

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, and saw that Chou Manjiang and Li Jingnan had been pierced through their limbs by iron nails and nailed to a wooden frame. Oil lamps were lit in the dim prison, and several jailers holding torture instruments stood around.

But the jailers were both out of breath at this moment, and there was something indescribable in their eyes when they looked at the wooden frame.

Ji Jianming stood in front of the two of them, frowning, and said calmly:

"You've suffered so much just to keep a secret for Huanzhen Pavilion? Why? Chou Manjiang, you've killed countless people and massacred many villages. I can't let you go. If you tell the truth, I can give you a quick death, or let you go to Jin to kill Rong people and satisfy your killing desire before you die.
But Li Jingnan, you are also a former Five Mountains. If you hurt yourself so badly, you will lose face if the news spreads to the martial arts world. Didn't you suffer a hidden injury? Why not surrender to Dali and let the Marquis assign you a few tasks and make a few great achievements? The Marquis can also go to the emperor's bedside and blow a few pillow words, reward you with Qingying Jade Clothes, and return to the peak..."

"Pillow talk?" Song Yun was slightly stunned and looked at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian's eyes twitched slightly, "Captain Ji."

Ji Jianming's face froze, and he hurried over, grinning, "My Lord, the interrogation words, the interrogation words, are all for the sake of intelligence, please forgive me..."

"You haven't asked yet?" Zhao Wumian waved his hand gently and looked at the two of them.

"They are all tough guys, but it is also possible that their purpose of coming here is really just to save people..." As he said this, Ji Jianming looked at Song Yun behind Zhao Wumian, took a look at him, and then silently withdrew his gaze without asking any more questions.

Zhao Wumian didn't believe it. He came up to the two of them and asked, "Dong Yan didn't even know that Song Yun was in the Zhaoyu of the Detective Department. How did you know about this?"

After being interrogated, Li Jingnan lost his previous master's demeanor, but he was still very stubborn, "Bah! The court's lackeys!"

Chou Manjiang simply didn't even raise his head, and was too lazy to look at Zhao Wumian.

Song Yun came to Zhao Wumian's side and looked at Li Jingnan with a complicated look in his eyes. "Li Jingnan, who would have thought that a former Five Mountains Master could be arrested by the Detective Department."

"If you hadn't attacked me by surprise..."

Before Li Jingnan finished speaking, Chou Manjiang suddenly looked up and looked at Song Yun behind Zhao Wumian. His face was covered in blood, his lips were cracked, and his voice was extremely weak, but it could not hide the shock in it. "Song, Song Yun!? You, how did you get out!?"

Only then did Song Yun notice Chou Manjiang.

Compared with Chou Manjiang and Li Jingnan, he indeed seems insignificant.

She frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

Chou Manjiang moved his lips and wanted to say, "When I was five years old, you saved my life, so I wanted to save you..." But when the words came to his mouth, he felt there was no need to say it.

He was silent for a moment, looked at Zhao Wumian, and asked, "Did you rescue her?"

"She taught me martial arts, and I gave her freedom." Zhao Wumian looked at Chou Manjiang and finally knew the answer to the original question.

Zhao Wumian asked Chou Manjiang at that time, is all this worth it?
In Chou Manjiang's opinion, it's worth it.

Although Zhao Wumian didn't know what happened between Chou Manjiang and Song Yun, he probably came to save Song Yun.

Chou Manjiang pursed his dry lips and lowered his head. After a few seconds, he suddenly said:
"Udamu told us."

"Hmm?" Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at him, "Go on."

"It was Wudamu who told the Pavilion Master that Song Yun was imprisoned in the Zhaoyu of the Detective Department. At the same time, Wudamu also said that when the previous dynasty was destroyed, he fled with the Crimson Jade, but the Princess of Chen State went to the grassland alone and stole the Crimson Jade... Song Yun may know the whereabouts of the Princess of Chen State. As long as Song Yun is rescued, we can follow the clues and find the Crimson Jade."

Li Jingnan suddenly turned his head to look at Chou Manjiang, the iron chains on his body rattling, "Are you worthy of the Pavilion Master's kindness?"

"A person lives a lifetime and crawls in the world for decades. If he can live up to himself in the end, it can be considered a good ending." Chou Manjiang said in a hoarse voice.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a moment, then looked at Song Yun.

Song Yun was also surprised. "When Jiu'er was being hunted by the Rong people, I had a vague suspicion that she was carrying the Jiangzhu Jade. I didn't expect it to be true..."

"Have you seen the Crimson Jade?" Zhao Wumian continued to ask.

Song Yun was rescued by Zhao Wumian. Chou Manjiang's wish was fulfilled. He answered all the questions and said:

"I've heard from the Pavilion Master that the Crimson Jade is scarlet in color and is the core of the Four Colored Glaze Jades...but other than the characteristic of 'red', its form is completely unpredictable. Sometimes it looks like jade, and sometimes it's in liquid form."

“Why did Udam tell you?”

"I guess they want to use us to cause chaos and turmoil, or even cause civil unrest, so as to create an opportunity for the front line to take advantage of."

Ji Jianming couldn't help but ask: "Have you seen Wudamu? Has he come to Dali?"

Chou Manjiang shook his head, “If Wudamu is seriously injured and dares to appear in front of the Pavilion Master, the Pavilion Master will definitely kill him to prove his truth.”

Zhao Wumian expected the same thing. Wudamu was too badly injured and could only resort to these shady tactics for now. If he were really asked to come to Dali to cause trouble again, he wouldn't have the courage to do so.

"Did you also get the Zhan Yan hairpin?" Zhao Wumian asked again in order to compare the information with that of Empress Canghua.

"I don't know. The Zhan Yan hairpin is in Jiangnan. Qing Liantian is mainly responsible for it. We are responsible for the Jiang Zhu Jade..."

"How do I get in touch with Dongyan?"

"The Dongyan envoy took the initiative to cooperate with Zongxun. They have always been the ones to contact us, but we have learned from our inquiries that Dongyan is currently managed by two people, but we don't know who they are."

"Where is the headquarters of Huanzhen Pavilion?"

"Wherever the Pavilion Master is, that is the headquarters. Xiao Yuanmu knows that he cannot stay in one place for too long, in case he is surrounded and attacked by his enemies... Before coming to the capital, the Pavilion Master was in Wushan, Shu, where he built a new house. But now that we have been captured, the Pavilion Master must have gone to another place."

Song Yun had a blank expression on her face. The head of Huanzhen Pavilion built a new house in her hometown... What did that mean?
The best swordsman in the world right now is me.

Song Yun said to Zhao Wumian, "Next time you meet the head of Huanzhen Pavilion, don't show mercy and beat him to death."

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment. This made sense and was not surprising... He really came for the Jiangzhu Jade, but Song Yun didn't know where the wine was.

Currently, the only person who knows the clue about Jiuer is... King Yan.

Zhao Wumian looked towards the Yanyun area in the north with a frown on his face.

Erige had intended to capture Luo Xiangzhu alive, and Huanzhen Pavilion knew that Luo Xiangzhu was in Jin... Would Huanzhen Pavilion organize people to hold Luo Xiangzhu hostage in order to get information from King Yan?

Zhao Wumian thinks so.

He felt that this matter might not be as simple as it seemed.

He slowly followed the clues.

Jiu'er stole the crimson jade from the Rong people and fled to Dali. On the way, he met Song Yun and saved the life of the Princess of King Yan.

Song Yun came to assassinate the emperor for the sake of a promise, but was suspected of being betrayed by Mr. Qin Sanye and took the blame for others. It was Prince Yan who pleaded for her and spared her the death penalty because of the kindness of Jiuer saving his wife.

And Master Qin San is currently the father-in-law of the former Dao Kui... Dao Kui and Master Qin San are in the same boat. If you want to know what happened back then, you must go to Shu to find Master Qin San.

Dao Kui's eldest brother stole Xiao Yuanmu's Zhan Yan hairpin and planned to hold a birthday party in February.

Huanzhen Pavilion wants the Crimson Jade, and for this it needs to get information from King Yan, and may take action against Luo Xiangzhu.

There are many clues, but the degree of crisis clearly varies.

It would take some time to get to Yanyun and Shu, and we would have to wait for the King of Yan to send a message.

But the Central Plains is not far from the capital, and one can reach it in less than two days by riding a thousand-mile horse.

Luo Xiangzhu’s safety is of utmost priority.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wumian made a decision immediately.

I will leave the capital today to pick up Mu Lier and Luo Xiangzhu.

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So I'll write a sequel.

Because the situation is quite sensitive recently, I will not go into details in the main text.

This month, I set my goal to be in the top 300 of the monthly ticket list... At least I have the idea of ​​making progress, and each month will be a little better than the previous one.

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