Chapter 1

In the city of Longcheng in July, heavy rain poured down. An old man in a green robe was carrying a young man and running quickly through the forest. The ground was muddy, but it did not hinder the old man at all. As he ran, only shallow footprints were left in the mud.

Behind them, a tall, stern-faced young man was chasing them like a leopard. The distance between them was closing from 500 meters, 450 meters, 400 meters... getting closer and closer.

The young man being carried by the old man had a look of sorrow and despair on his face and shouted at the old man, "Uncle Guan! Don't worry about me, go! Go quickly!"

The old man's face was grave, but he did not stop running. His tone was unusually firm, "Young Master, there's no need to say more. If it weren't for Madam and Young Master's rescue, this old servant would have been long dead. Now that Madam has passed away and Young Master is in great danger, if this old servant were to abandon you, how could I face Madam in the afterlife!?"

"I'm a burden! If you take me, we'll both die!" The young man's handsome face was already distorted, with wet marks on it, unsure if they were rain or tears.

"Uncle Guan! I beg you, put me down!"

"This old servant will not abandon Young Master as long as I have a breath left!"

"If you don't put me down, I'll hate you for the rest of my life!"

"This old servant would rather be hated by Young Master for the rest of my life."

"You..."

"Young Master, there's a river ahead. If we jump into the river, we'll be saved!" The old man's voice of surprise made the young man's tears flow like a fountain. Looking at the rain, he screamed in his heart: Why! Why is this happening? This is not what I wanted!

Bang—

A gunshot rang out, and the old man stumbled. A warm liquid sprayed on his face. The young man looked up at the old man, his eyes wide open, pupils dilated.

The whole world seemed to freeze.

Blood spurted from the old man's heart, splashing on the young man's face. The arm holding the young man gradually lost strength, and with a thud, the young man fell onto the muddy ground.

"Uncle Guan—" The young man let out a mournful cry, ignoring the mud on his body, and struggled to crawl to the old man's side, hugging him tightly, his heart aching: "Uncle Guan! What's wrong with you? Uncle Guan, don't scare me! Uncle Guan—"

Blood gushed from the old man's mouth, his face pale and terrifying. Seeing the young man's pain, he used all his strength to say, "Y... Young Master... r... run... r... run..."

"Uncle Guan..."

"Run!" Perhaps it was a last burst of energy, the old man suddenly gathered immense strength, grabbed the young man, and threw him forward. The throw sent the young man over ten meters, directly into the turbulent river.

The young man was swept downstream by the rapid current. The last thing he saw was the old man tightly grabbing the leg of the pursuer. In the next moment, the pursuer fired several shots at the old man.

"Uncle Guan—!!!!!!!" The young man roared fiercely: "Long Zongheng! I f*** your mother!"

The pursuer's face changed slightly upon hearing this, immediately breaking free from the old man's grip and chasing after the young man.

The old man was kicked away, lying on his back, but his chest still rose and fell slightly. His withered hand reached into the pocket close to his chest and pulled out a bloodstained old photograph.

In the photograph were a middle-aged couple sitting on two wooden chairs. In the middle, behind them, a seventeen- or eighteen-year-old, beautiful young girl was hugging the couple, smiling brightly.

Looking closely, the middle-aged man's face was very similar to the old man's, just much younger, wearing clothes from over twenty years ago. It was likely the old man's family photo from back then.

Looking at the photo of his wife and daughter, the old man's lips curved into a relaxed smile: "Wife... Yun... you made me wait so long... now... I'm coming to join you..."

As he spoke, the old man's pupils dilated, and his hand holding the photo slowly slipped away.

Blood stained the ground, but it was quickly washed away by the rain...

Young Master, this old servant is leaving. You must... live on.

On the other side, the young man was being swept downstream by the rapid current, but the speed of the current was much slower than the pursuer's. In no time, the pursuer caught up to the young man's position on the shore, looking at the young man struggling in the river, he sneered and aimed his gun at him.

The young man stopped struggling, letting the river carry him, his eyes cold, his voice hoarse: "Why?"

The pursuer sneered: "You are just a bastard, yet you dare to dream of becoming the heir to the throne. It's laughable."

"The throne?" Yes! Everything is because of the damned throne, everything is...

The young man screamed in pain: "I just wanted to see my father, I didn't want to be the heir to the throne! Long Zongheng! You killed Uncle Guan! I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"

The pursuer laughed loudly: "Get it straight, the one who killed you is me, not Young Master Long."

"You're nothing! Just a dog!"

The pursuer's face changed, and he coldly snorted, aiming his gun at the young man.

Bang—

Blood spurted from the young man's chest, his pupils dilated, his hands raised high as if trying to grab something, but he grabbed nothing. His body gradually lost strength and slowly sank to the bottom of the river.

The pursuer sneered and took out a walkie-talkie: "Young Master Long, the mission is complete."

"Good job." The voice was calm, as if it was just a trivial matter.

The rain grew heavier, as if trying to cleanse all the sins of the world.

At the bottom of the muddy river, the young man, now a corpse, had a dragon-shaped jade pendant around his neck. The jade pendant, stained with his blood, suddenly emitted a soft golden light. An incredible energy wave spread out from the young man, enveloping the entire Earth in just a few seconds.

Animals, plants, microorganisms, metals, stones, soil—everything was scanned by the energy, and different data was presented. The world seemed to turn into an electronic program, and all the data, like water swirling down a drain, flowed into the dragon-shaped jade pendant.

An electronic, cold voice: "World scan complete. Average combat power of high-end organisms is low, special abilities are rare, overall low-end, rated D. DNA compatibility 100%, host confirmed... Warning! Warning! Host's life signs are about to disappear, initiating ultimate repair function... Repair complete, energy depletion excessive, entering hibernation state."

The dragon-shaped jade pendant merged into the young man's body, emitting a golden light. The young man's gunshot wounds instantly healed, and strength returned to his body. His eyes, filled with hatred, slowly opened.

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