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"Does Supervisor Chen want to test my martial arts skills?" Lei Mengsha asked with a smile.

Before Lei Mengsha could finish speaking, he moved like lightning towards Chen Ru, a long sword suddenly appearing in his hand, its light flashing as it pointed directly at Chen Ru's throat.

Chen Ru smiled slightly, without moving his body. He simply raised his hand, and a gentle energy surged from his palm, lightly touching the tip of Lei Mengsha's sword, instantly neutralizing Lei Mengsha's attack.

"Impressive skills, Young Master Lei has indeed improved rapidly," Chen Ru praised, his eyes full of admiration.

Lei Mengsha sheathed his sword and stood there with a wry smile on his face: "You flatter me, Supervisor Chen. My meager skills are nothing more than showing off my limited abilities in front of you."

At this moment, Ye Dingzhi and Sikong Changfeng also stepped forward and greeted Chen Ru.

Chen Ru returned their greetings one by one, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"You have come from afar, and you must be tired. His Majesty has instructed me to make proper arrangements for your accommodations and to prepare for the upcoming martial arts tournament," Chen Ru said, then led them to the guest rooms that had been prepared for them to rest.

After settling into their guest rooms, Ye Dingzhi, Sikong Changfeng, and Lei Mengsha gathered together to discuss the upcoming martial arts tournament.

"In this martial arts tournament, we must not only demonstrate our strength, but also bring glory to Daqing and Tianwaitian," Ye Dingzhi said in a deep voice, his eyes shining with determination.

“That’s right, and I’ve heard that this martial arts tournament is packed with experts, with both Bei Li and Nan Jue sending out many top martial artists,” Si Kong Changfeng added, his tone tinged with excitement.

Lei Mengsha nodded and smiled, "The more experts there are, the more interesting it is. I can't wait to spar with these so-called top martial artists."

……

Night has fallen in Tianqi City.

Ye Dingzhi walked alone on the quiet street.

He hasn't returned to Tianqi for more than ten years.

Although Tianqi City has changed a lot since his childhood, the beauty of his childhood still makes his heart ache.

As he walked, he unknowingly arrived at the former residence of the great general.

At this time, the once prosperous General's Mansion was in ruins.

Ye Dingzhi felt extremely heartbroken. If it weren't for the Qing King's false accusation back then, his father, Ye Yu, would not have been falsely accused of treason.

If his father hadn't wanted to prevent further suffering in the world, he wouldn't have died unjustly.

Therefore, when he learned that Li Chengtian wanted to end the chaos in the world, he joined without hesitation.

His goal is to help Li Chengtian unify the White Horse World and make the Tai'an Emperor and the Qing King of Beili pay the price they deserve.

Ye Dingzhi leaped into the former General's Mansion.

Ye Dingzhi landed lightly in the overgrown courtyard of the former General's Mansion. All around was silent, except for the sound of the night wind gently rustling through the weeds.

He walked slowly through the familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard, each step seeming to tread into the depths of his memory.

He arrived at his father's former study. The door was half-closed and creaked in the wind.

Ye Dingzhi pushed open the door, and a musty, damp smell hit him. The room was covered in dust, and most of the books on the bookshelves were scattered on the floor, making it look desolate and dilapidated.

Ye Dingzhi walked gently past the bookshelf, his gaze falling on a yellowed portrait. It was a portrait of his father. Although time had eroded the image, his father's dignified yet loving face was still clearly visible.

He reached out and gently touched the portrait, a tear glistening in his eye, and murmured to himself, "Father, your son has returned. This time, I will certainly not let you down."

Just then, a soft footstep broke the tranquility of the courtyard.

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Ye Dingzhi quickly composed himself and turned around to look warily in the direction from which the sound came.

A figure emerged from the shadows, and by the faint moonlight, Ye Dingzhi recognized the person—it was Yi Wenjun.

Yi Wenjun, his childhood sweetheart.

However, Ye Dingzhi had no intention of acknowledging Yi Wenjun's identity.

Because he felt he was no longer worthy of Yi Wenjun.

Yi Wenjun is the daughter of the Shadow Sect leader, while he is merely a remnant of the rebels.

"Who are you?" Yi Wenjun asked.

"I...I...I'm just an old friend of General Ye's from back then," Ye Dingzhi replied.

Ye Dingzhi's voice trembled slightly as he tried to conceal the turmoil in his heart. Upon hearing this, Yi Wenjun frowned slightly, seemingly sensing something, but she didn't delve into it. She simply walked closer, her gaze lingering on Ye Dingzhi for a moment.

"An old friend?"

Yi Wenjun said softly, her tone carrying a hint of complex emotion that was hard to detect, "I have also heard a little about General Ye's past. This place was once a glorious chapter in Beili's history, but now it is just a desolate wasteland."

Ye Dingzhi lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were filled with determination: "The glory may be gone, but the memory will live on. I will carry on General Ye's spirit."

Yi Wenjun looked at Ye Dingzhi and seemed to see a familiar light in his eyes, which stirred a strange feeling in her heart.

But she quickly suppressed her emotions and instead asked, "What are you looking for here?"

Ye Dingzhi shook his head, then nodded: "I guess so."

"What's your name?" Yi Wenjun asked again.

"Ye Dingzhi," Ye Dingzhi replied, "Please don't misunderstand, I am not a descendant of General Ye Yu. I am just someone with the surname Ye who has admired General Ye Yu since childhood."

"You are just... Ye Dingzhi?" Yi Wenjun remained silent.

She truly believed that the person in front of her was Ye Yun, the brother she had been longing for day and night.

But she never imagined that Ye Dingzhi was Ye Yun, and Ye Yun was Ye Dingzhi.

A flicker of disappointment crossed Yi Wenjun's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She gazed at Ye Dingzhi, seemingly trying to find more clues in his face, which resembled her memory, but in the end, she only sighed softly.

"Ye Dingzhi, whoever you are, since you are destined to be with General Ye, I hope you can continue his legacy."

Yi Wenjun's voice was gentle yet firm, "The Tianqi City Martial Arts Tournament is about to be held, which will be a great opportunity to showcase your strength. I hope you can shine there and bring glory to Beili."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He knew that although Yi Wenjun did not recognize him, their admiration for General Ye Yu and their loyalty to Beili created a tacit understanding between them.

"I will, Miss Yi." Ye Dingzhi nodded solemnly. "I will do my best to bring glory to Beili in the martial arts tournament."

Yi Wenjun smiled slightly, seemingly satisfied with Ye Dingzhi's answer.

She didn't say anything more, but simply turned to leave.

However, after taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ye Dingzhi.

"Ye Dingzhi, no matter what the future holds, I hope you can stay true to yourself and not let hatred and power blind you."

Yi Wenjun's words carried a hint of earnestness: "General Ye was an upright and honorable man throughout his life, and I hope that his spirit can be carried on in you."

Ye Dingzhi watched Yi Wenjun leave, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He knew that Yi Wenjun's words were not only an expectation of him, but also a warning to him.

He secretly resolved that no matter how difficult the road ahead, he would stay true to himself and live up to his father General Ye Yu's legacy.

……

In the stillness of the night, Yi Wenjun walked home alone.

Her mind was filled with the image of the boy named Ye Dingzhi, who looked so much like her brother Ye Yun, yet why wasn't he?

Could it be that Brother Ye Yun really died twelve years ago?

"Junior sister, where did you run off to?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young swordsman emerged from the darkness.

His name is Luo Qingyang. He is the senior brother who loves him the most and the most talented genius in the Shadow Sect.

Luo Qingyang's voice carried a hint of reproach, but more so of concern. Yi Wenjun snapped out of her reverie, looked at Luo Qingyang, and gently shook her head: "I just went to the old general's mansion, a place that Ye Yun and I used to frequent."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyang's eyes flickered slightly. He naturally knew who "Brother Ye Yun" was that Yi Wenjun was referring to.

He sighed softly, walked to Yi Wenjun's side, and said gently, "Junior sister, so many years have passed since Ye Yun's matter, you should let it go too."

Yi Wenjun gave a bitter smile, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes: "Let go? It's easier said than done. He's like a scar in my heart. Although time can fade its color, the pain can never be erased."

Luo Qingyang didn't say anything more, but just silently stayed by Yi Wenjun's side. He knew that any words of comfort would seem pale and powerless at this moment.

The two walked quietly into the night until they returned to Shadow Sect.

……

On the other side, at the Northern Imperial Palace.

Emperor Tai'an could no longer sit still in his study.

He didn't expect that the message from the Shadow Sect was that Lei Mengsha, Sikong Changfeng, Gongzi Yu, and a boy named Ye Dingzhi had all arrived in Tianqi.

Moreover, this Ye Dingzhi is very likely the son of Ye Yu, the sworn brother he wrongfully killed back then.

How can this be good?

If Ye Dingzhi came seeking revenge, the guards of his Northern Li Imperial Palace might not be able to hold out.

"Your Majesty," said the Grand Eunuch Zhuoqing to Emperor Tai'an, "why don't we go all out and strike first?"

"Then who needs to take action?" Emperor Tai'an asked.

"We can have the people from the Dark River take the job," said Chief Supervisor Zhuoqing. "The Dark River has a large number of assassins; they should be able to handle this case."

"Fine, Zhuoqing, I'll leave it to you!" Emperor Tai'an replied coldly.