Chapter 37

A deathly silence fell, Jiang Han shrugged and poured himself another glass of wine, savoring it with his eyes closed, clearly enjoying it.

"To be honest, I don't know who sent you, but I have a rough idea," Jiang Han suddenly chuckled bitterly, speaking softly, "I thought we might become friends, but it seems I was overthinking it."

"There are many things I can tolerate, but I cannot tolerate someone who wants to pry into my secrets. Such a person, even if not an enemy, cannot be my friend."

Jiang Han spoke to himself, looking up at the moon, drinking alone, his eyes tinged with a hint of bitterness.

"Perhaps now, only the team leader and the others can be called friends, true comrades."

"I won't hide it from you, I have many secrets, and each one is shocking, but I can assure you, no one can know. Oh, right." Jiang Han smiled, and a laser sword suddenly appeared in his hand, "Have you seen this before? With your knowledge, can you tell its uniqueness?"

"Here, you can take a look, I don't mind." Jiang Han didn't turn his head, just extended the laser sword to the side.

Another deathly silence followed, and the air around Jiang Han suddenly rippled. Then, a man in black slowly revealed himself, his face that of a middle-aged man.

"How did you see me?" The man in black ignored the laser sword in Jiang Han's hand, staring intently at him, his voice filled with doubt, "Given your cultivation, you shouldn't be able to see me!"

"Finally, you've come out. I thought you were going to stay hidden forever." Jiang Han chuckled, then shrugged, "I said, I have many secrets, like this one."

Jiang Han took off his glasses and handed them to the man in black.

"If you're not afraid of any traps, you can try putting them on like me."

The man in black didn't refuse this time, but took the glasses, examined them carefully, glanced at Jiang Han, and then placed them directly in front of his eyes without putting them on.

Jiang Han, standing next to the man in black, could clearly see the corners of his mouth twitch and his eyes widen.

Jiang Han smiled inwardly; the infrared glasses clearly exceeded the man in black's knowledge, and his surprise was justified. If he wasn't surprised, Jiang Han would have found it strange.

After a moment, the man in black returned the infrared glasses to Jiang Han with a complex expression, his eyes still filled with shock. He had never heard of such a thing, and given his special status, he knew many things that ordinary people didn't, but throughout the history of the Tianwu Continent, nothing like this had ever appeared.

"Do you want to see this too?" Jiang Han placed the laser sword in front of the man in black, pressed a button, and a beam of light shot out, a pale blue that looked even more dreamlike under the moonlight.

The man in black shook his head, fell silent for a moment, and then stared at Jiang Han, "Who are you, really?"

"Who am I?" Jiang Han retracted the laser sword and chuckled softly, "Just an ordinary person, born and raised in Baiyun City, the farthest I've been is to the Ten Thousand Beast Ridge. What else could I be?"

"Do you think this explanation will make anyone believe you?" The man in black sat down, "The things in your hands are all priceless treasures. An ordinary person can't have so many treasures."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you." Jiang Han sneered, took a small sip of wine, and said lightly, "I have no right or obligation to make you believe me."

"With that, I can't report back." The man in black shook his head, looked deeply at Jiang Han, and continued, "To be honest, I don't want to be your enemy, and I don't want my young master to be your enemy..."

Jiang Han snorted coldly, "Then he shouldn't have sent you!"

"That's because..."

"No need to explain, not everyone's mistakes can be rectified with a few words." Jiang Han cut him off, sneering.

The man in black fell silent, and after a long time, he sighed softly, "Can I have a drink?"

Jiang Han laughed, took out another bottle of wine, and handed it to the man in black, "Can you finish a bottle?"

"As long as you're willing to let me drink!" The man in black laughed, "I can drink any amount!"

Jiang Han's face darkened, and he kicked him, "Keep it down! My mother is still sleeping!"

"Oh, oh." The man in black, kicked by Jiang Han, didn't get angry but quickly covered his mouth.

Jiang Han pressed his ear to the roof tiles to listen, and after confirming that his mother wasn't awakened, he sighed in relief. Turning his head, he saw the man in black staring at the wine bottle, and he asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

"How do I open this cap?" The man in black fell silent for a moment, then spoke helplessly.

"..." Jiang Han's lips twitched, almost forgetting that this was an Earth wine bottle, different from the ones here.

Frowning, he took the wine bottle, didn't try to unscrew it, but instead took out the laser sword and cut the cap off.

"That simple!" Jiang Han grinned, handing the wine over.

"Simple and brutal!" The man in black commented.

Jiang Han smiled, clinked his bottle with the man in black's, took a small sip, and then asked, "What should I call you?"

"Call me Ying San." The man in black smacked his lips, "The taste is good, but it's not strong enough."

"Jiang Han." Jiang Han raised his wine bottle, looking at the man in black with some surprise, "You're called Ying San, so are there Ying Da and Ying Er?"

"That's confidential." Ying San grinned, but then added, "But it doesn't matter if I tell you. We are twelve in total, collectively known as the Shadow Guards, responsible for protecting... well, that's not important."

"Protecting Feng Kuangge, right?" Jiang Han smirked.

"You guessed part of it." Ying San raised an eyebrow, "But he's just one of them."

"Oh, I see." Jiang Han nodded, feeling a bit intimidated. According to Ying San's words, there must be at least twelve people with talents similar to Feng Kuangge.

"Can you tell me your cultivation level?" Jiang Han asked cheerfully.

"It doesn't matter." Ying San shrugged, "Eighth Rank Martial King. What do you want to know that for?"

Jiang Han's pupils slightly contracted. He had guessed that Ying San wouldn't be below the Martial Soul level, and the most likely was Martial King, but he hadn't expected that Ying San was about to break through to the Martial Emperor level!

After all, becoming a Martial King made one a powerful figure, like the city lord of Baiyun City, who was only a Martial King. But Ying San was just a guard!

Jiang Han couldn't imagine how powerful the force Feng Kuangge belonged to must be. Even the royal family wouldn't be much stronger!

"What do you want to know that for?" Jiang Han rolled his eyes, "I was thinking of beating you up if your cultivation wasn't too high, but now I'll let it go. I can't beat you, and I might even get beaten up myself."

Ying San was taken aback, then chuckled and shook his head, "Your grudge is deep."

"Of course!" Jiang Han rolled his eyes, "Try being spied on by someone!"

"You have a point." Ying San rubbed his chin, "If it were me, I'd probably think about killing him."

"Actually, I thought about it at first too." Jiang Han chuckled, "But I changed my mind."

"Why?" Ying San asked curiously.

"Well, you didn't leave immediately after I saw you, so I formed a slightly better impression of you. And... you look like a decent uncle."

"Decent uncle?" Ying San was taken aback, then chuckled, "If you knew how many people I've killed, you probably wouldn't think that."

"What does it matter to me who you've killed." Jiang Han shrugged, then his eyes turned cold, "But you'd better not harm anyone close to me, or I'll kill you!"

Ying San nodded casually, "You seem like a decent young man, or I wouldn't be sitting here chatting with you today. If we become enemies one day, just go all out, no need to hold back."

"Your meaning..." Jiang Han chuckled softly, "We'll still become enemies in the future?"

"If I could, I wouldn't want to." Ying San stared into Jiang Han's eyes, speaking earnestly, "In my eyes, you have even greater potential than my young master. If you keep growing, you will surpass me one day."

Jiang Han smiled indifferently, saying nothing.

"I don't want to be your enemy, but as a subordinate, I have no choice." Ying San chuckled, taking a big gulp of wine.

Jiang Han fell silent, understanding the principle. This world was like ancient China, with a strict class system that couldn't be violated.

"I hope... that day never comes." After a moment, Jiang Han spoke softly.

"Ha ha." Ying San chuckled, his figure suddenly disappearing, but his voice still echoing in Jiang Han's ears, "I'm going back to my young master now. I'll report everything truthfully, as it's my duty."

"Young man... Jiang Han, I believe everything you have isn't baseless. Behind you, there must be a profound and mysterious master. Ha ha, I'll tell my young master this, so he won't be wary of you in the future."

"As for the future... who can predict it? Young man, keep working hard, one day we'll meet again!"

Jiang Han leaned against the roof tiles, raised his wine bottle, and a smile played on his lips.

"Goodbye." He said softly.

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