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Lin Xuan nodded thoughtfully.

He thought about himself, realizing that it hadn't even been a month since he went from level one to level three.

This speed shouldn't be considered slow, right?

"What is the concept of the ninth rank?"

Liu Bo thought for a moment and explained:

"At the sixth level, I can roam freely in Jiangzhou; at the seventh level, I can roam freely in a province. At the eighth level, I have a voice throughout the entire South; and at the ninth level, those are the trump cards that all the forces under my control hold."

He paused.

"As for those above the tenth rank... they are the people who can sit at that table."

"That table?"

"The highest decision-making body of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance."

Liu Bo's eyes were filled with respect.

"Those who can sit at that table are all titans of their field, not easily venturing into worldly affairs!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Xuan and raised an eyebrow.

The implication is clear:

That's the one behind you!

Therefore, Liu Bo didn't really care much about the Xia family's affairs.

After all, at worst, we can reveal our hand.

What can they do?

Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat. He took a bite of rice and casually began to speak:

"And what about above the thirteenth step?"

Liu Bo was stunned upon hearing this.

It didn't move for a long time.

Is this young master genuinely unaware, or is he targeting him?

After a moment of silence, he finally chose to speak seriously:

"After the age of thirteen, for ordinary people, life is hopeless."

Liu Bo lit another cigarette and took a deep drag.

The smoke slowly dissipated in the dim light, blurring his expression.

"Those are all one radish, one hole; of course, there's still a chance for you."

After saying that, he sighed.

That sigh contained so much.

Liu Bo cultivated diligently for decades, relying on a bit of talent and a bit of luck to climb to the sixth level.

Going further up, what's needed is no longer hard work.

It is resources, it is background, it is destiny.

He had none of these.

Lin Xuan didn't think about these things; he was just more impressed by the power of "Grandpa Gong" behind Chen Xiaoran.

A life... devoid of hope?

These four words.

It seems to contain a lot of information.

Lin Xuan quickly devoured the food Liu Bo had brought.

"Would you like another one? Shall I ask the cafeteria to bring you another one?"

Seeing Lin Xuan eating so heartily, Liu Bo asked with a smile.

Lin Xuan shook his head:

"No need, I'm already full. By the way, Director Liu, where am I staying tonight?"

"The floors above the sixth are all dormitories, and of course, we'll provide you with the best rooms. Look, the deluxe single room on the eighth floor."

Liu Bo smiled, took a key out of his pocket, and handed it over.

Lin Xuan took it:

Thank you!

"Alright, get some rest. Even martial arts practitioners need plenty of rest."

Liu Bo gave a few instructions, patted Lin Xuan on the shoulder, and then got up and left.

After he left, Lin Xuan tidied up the archives.

It was confirmed that the rose had not reappeared.

He then locked the door and left.

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Meanwhile, deep within the base, inside the water dungeon.

Thud... Thud...

The monotonous sound of dripping water echoed through the long cage, like some ancient timer, ticking away, never ceasing.

The damp, musty smell and the metallic odor in the air remained unchanged.

In the darkest depths, there was an interior room without a door.

There were no doors, no windows, and no light.

In the pitch-black environment, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up.

Those eyes were cloudy and dim.

It slowly opened its eyes, then slowly closed them again, as if it were getting used to everything it hadn't seen in a long time.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

A hoarse voice came from inside.

If Lin Xuan were here, he would be shocked to discover this.

That voice was the one that had appeared in his mind while he was in the water dungeon!

The words fell.

Two figures slowly emerged from the dark corner.

It was as if it had sprung up out of nowhere from the darkness.

One is tall and the other is short.

The tallest of them was the rose.

She no longer possessed the languid and alluring demeanor she had shown in front of Lin Xuan.

Instead, he lowered his head, looked down, and clasped his hands in front of him, not saying a word.

And beside her.

There stood a person completely obscured by a shadow.

The only characteristic.

She's rather thin and small.

"To imprison oneself with one's own mind for decades, I admire that."

The figure beside Rose laughed.

The voice is rather neutral; it's impossible to tell if it's male or female.

Inside, those eyes remained devoid of any emotion.

"You came here... because of that young man?"

"Is such a minor role worth my personal attention?"

The shadowy figure laughed, the sound echoing through the empty water prison.

"I just came to see you, to see if you're dead."

"Look at me..."

Those eyes brightened slightly, but eventually dimmed again.

Does it make sense?

"significance?"

The dark figure took a step forward, and black mist swirled around him.

"If I said I saw hope, do you think it would make sense?"

"hope…"

Those eyes seemed to brighten a little.

The rose remained standing there.

Very quiet.

She showed none of the madness she had displayed in front of Lin Xuan before.

She kept her head down, but her ears were perked up as she listened carefully to the two voices.

She didn't know who was imprisoned in the deepest part of the water dungeon, but she knew that the person who could chat so easily with the person next to her was definitely not an ordinary person.

"There's no hope left... You should leave."

The owner of those eyes spoke softly, his voice filled with numbness.

"I can leave." The shadowy figure didn't move, his voice still carrying a smile, "But you have to agree to one condition."

"you say…"

The voice grew softer and softer.

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The base has eight floors.

The entire floor was completely empty.

The corridor was long, with closed doors on both sides.

The carpet is thick, and you don't make a sound when you step on it.

Lin Xuan, who had just come up.

He coughed lightly, looking at the dark passageway.

The sound echoed in the empty corridor.

"It's a bit too quiet..."

But then I thought, that madman might come looking for me again tonight.

It's better to be quiet, so as not to be discovered.

He walked to the corner and used the key Liu Bo had given him to open the door to room "808".

Go inside and turn on the lights.

A standard hotel king room.

There were a few sets of clothes left on the bed.

Director Liu was well prepared.

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "It's pretty good!"

After locking the door, Lin Xuan's first action was to grab a change of clothes and head straight into the bathroom.

He desperately needs a shower.

Wash away the humiliation of the evening.

The bathroom wasn't big, but it was very clean.

He took off his clothes, turned on the tap, and hot water gushed out, quickly filling the entire bathroom with steam.

The water temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold, and it felt very comfortable on my skin.

There is only one glass door between the bathroom and the bedroom.

The glass was special; it was frosted, so you couldn't see anything outside.

But at that moment, Lin Xuan was taking a shower when he heard a faint sound outside.

He instinctively turned his head to look.

pat!

With a crisp sound, the previously fogged glass became transparent!

And right outside, facing you, is the big bed!

At that moment, a figure was sitting by the bed.

At a glance.