After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

How could King Zhou not know what he was thinking?

He only needed to tell "Sand" the location of his wife and children, and he could end the night's battle effortlessly.

But was King Zhou of Han such a kind and considerate person?

He hasn't had enough yet.

"Sand" has achieved a family reunion, but what about Han Zhou's happiness?

"Where are they? Where are my wife and children?!" "Sand" roared, his blade moving faster and faster, crushing the tiles beneath his feet into tiny fragments with a whooshing sound.

Han Zhou merely smiled. Amidst the flashing blades, the boy's cheerful voice rang out, each word deliberately provoking his opponent: "Hmm? What's the rush? Did I lose your wife and children?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"Did I fail to protect them?"

The Qin Sect Leader, who was watching, said: "...Han Zhou."

A roar of extreme rage—

"Sand" wielded his blade, creating an impenetrable silver net, each knot striking a vital point on Han Zhou's body.

The wind howled all around them, but the boy laughed loudly without fear, shouting "Good!" Bricks and tiles shattered beneath their feet, and a new round of fighting began.

The onlookers were horrified. Who could have imagined that the spectacular competition they had just witnessed was merely an appetizer for the two of them?

"I've stopped killing!" "Sand's" rough voice was filled with pain. "I've retired from the underworld. Why? Why? Why?!"

Why is everyone pressuring him? He has already put down the knife and makes a living by loading and unloading goods every day. He has also saved several children. Lian Sheng said that only good people are rewarded. Why is fate treating him so badly when he has become a good person?

He's gone to such lengths to get them back, isn't that enough? Is it because he committed too many atrocities that Heaven is punishing him? But Lian Sheng, Lian Sheng did nothing! Why is this retribution falling on her?

Looking at his desperate, bewildered, and indignant appearance, King Zhou couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You don't actually believe... there are still assassins who die of old age in this world, do you?" he asked, almost mocking his naiveté. "You don't actually believe that simply retiring from the profession can truly wash away all the killings you've committed, do you?"

"You don't actually think that saving a few people can aton for the lives lost to your own hands, do you? You don't actually think that by doing it alone you can take the blame and that your sins won't implicate your wife and children!"

Every word was like a sharp blade, piercing deep into "Sand's" heart.

"Sand" stared intently at Han Zhou. At this moment, the boy's figure overlapped with the figures of those who had tried to squeeze out the last bit of value from him, yet still looked down on him and mocked his stupidity.

Veins, like coiled dragons, bulged inch by inch from the back of his hand, winding their way up to his muscular arm.

The handle of the knife made a creaking sound that made your teeth ache.

Sect Leader Qin stepped forward and shouted sternly, "Han Zhou!"

—It was too late.

King Zhou of Han had driven this already cruel and bloodthirsty wolf mad.

the other side.

Tang Li had brought the "mother and son" to an inn.

This scene looks like a mother living with her clever and adorable young daughter, and it doesn't feel out of place at all.

Lian Sheng was naturally penniless. Tang Li didn't understand why she had to pay the bill when she was carrying the seemingly powerful Phoenix Flower Token, but she still booked the room with great dissatisfaction.

The woman closed the door to the inn room tightly, and only then did she begin to relax slightly.

Lian Sheng looked expectant and asked, "Miss Tang, did Lian... did 'Sand' send you? Where is he?"

Tang Li turned her head slightly and asked curiously, "Lian? Does 'Shazi' have a name yet?" It still follows Lian Sheng's surname.

"It wasn't him. He's working very hard for your wife and children." Tang Li casually brushed aside her previous question, revealing an attitude that she didn't care whether she answered or not. "I came to rescue you because the group that kidnapped you also messed with us."

She shrugged. "Someone warned me that when 'Sand' comes after you, it might indiscriminately cut me down as an enemy."

"So, when you and your spouse meet again, remember to say a few good words for me."

Lian Sheng smiled: "That's only natural."

Her voice softened involuntarily, "His name is... Lian Shi."

She put down the puppy in her arms and let it run around the room. Lian Sheng smiled and said, "This is our son, Wuyou."

May you live a long and worry-free life, and may you be born into a life free from worry.

"Wow," Tang Li felt the warmth inside and said in a voice that was half teasing and half blessing, "Then I must wish you two a long and happy life together, never to be apart."

Lian Sheng was not embarrassed and accepted her blessing as a matter of course: "Miss Tang, would you like to tell me more about my husband? Where is he now?"

At this time... he was probably engaged in a fierce battle with King Zhou of Han, right?

Tang Li rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on, and asked Lian Sheng, "Do you know who arrested you?"

Lian Sheng's voice turned cold, his face filled with a chilling hatred: "Using the 'Jie Bailing' name, yet not being a member of 'Jie Bailing'."

Tang Li was surprised by Lian Sheng's keen insight, and she finally revealed herself: "The one who saved you is the one from 'Jie Bailing'."

"I don't know which sect turned our elder against us, using the name 'Xie Bailing' to do these things, all to incite war between 'Xie Bailing' and the Iron Calculation Sect, so they can reap the benefits."

She explained, casually adding, "Tonight, your husband is lying in ambush within 'Jie Bailing.' At midnight, he intends to kill the visiting young master of the Iron Calculation Sect."

Lian Sheng's expression changed drastically.

She knew that if "Sand" succeeded in this job, even if he was just a tool in someone else's hands, he would still face endless pursuit from the two major sects.

Even if the family of three manages to reunite by then, they will never have a peaceful life again.

Tang Li thought of Han Zhou, who had already rushed back to "Jiebailing" to wait for him, and comforted him, "Someone has already gone to stop him. Don't worry, the young sect leader won't die."

To be honest, even if Han Zhou were to suffer some mishap, Fang Yingjie, as a player with some experience, would be able to withstand the attacks of "Sand" for a longer period of time.

Lian Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out, "Is it Han Zhou?"

Han Zhou was indeed very famous, but judging from Lian Sheng's attitude, it wasn't like he was mentioning a stranger. Tang Li asked in surprise, "You know Han Zhou?"

Lian Sheng smiled and said, "Do you think I could tell at a glance that those who plotted against us weren't from 'Jie Bailing'?"

"If Han Zhou were here, he would have to call me Senior Sister."