Chapter 17

As the gentle morning breeze blew, Xia Tian's home was very secluded. Although there were other families in the suburbs, Xia Tian's home was about a mile away from the nearest neighbor. His father had an odd temper and preferred quiet.

That was why they moved to this place. It meant that even if the people from Liusha killed him, no one would notice.

Xia Tian had no confidence in fighting three opponents. He only knew two moves of Tai Chi, which he had secretly learned from Mr. Fan, and they were not authentic. They were enough to deal with some minor criminals, but against real experts, they were not enough.

His greatest advantage now was his X-ray vision. Not only could it see through clothes, but it could also reveal people's weaknesses. As long as he seized the opportunity, he might win.

"Xia Tian, I advise you to think carefully about where your father hid the item. Our patience is very limited," the man in gray said coldly. After Xia Tian's escape last time, they realized that if they didn't find the item quickly, Xia Tian would eventually escape their control.

"I don't know what my father left behind, and I haven't found it. What do you want from me?" Xia Tian glared at the men in front of him. Even if he found his father's legacy, he would never hand it over. How could he give it to just anyone?

"It seems you are determined to oppose us, Liusha," the leader of the gray-clad men said sinisterly. "Don't think that defeating those two lackeys of San is the same as defeating us. If we three attack together, even San would be doomed."

San's name was well-known in Jianghai City, both in the legal and illegal circles. He was the most trusted person in the Xu family.

His reputation was not just a rumor but earned through real battles. Xu Qinghua's current status was built on the foundation laid by San. The struggle for the head of the Xu family was bloody, with all of Xu Qinghua's brothers accusing and even assassinating each other, but in the end, Xu Qinghua emerged victorious.

Everyone knew that San was the one who helped Xu Qinghua eliminate his rivals.

Even the three killers from Liusha could not defeat San in a one-on-one fight, but together, they could overpower him.

"Xia Tian, who are they?" Zeng Rou ran out of the house, looking nervously at the three men.

"Go back inside. No matter what you hear, don't come out," Xia Tian smiled at Zeng Rou to reassure her. Seeing his expression, Zeng Rou, though reluctant, returned to the room.

After Zeng Rou went back inside, Xia Tian looked at the three gray-clad men. He didn't waste his energy using his X-ray vision to see their faces, as their appearance was irrelevant to him.

"I told you, I can't find it. If you insist on me handing it over, then you'll have to take it by force."

Xia Tian's eyes were fixed on the three men in front of him. He knew a big fight was inevitable. He had to stay fully focused and not make any mistakes. From the way San treated these three, he knew they were not to be underestimated.

Zeng Rou hid inside the house, watching the scene outside through the window.

"It seems you are forcing our hand," the leader of the gray-clad men nodded to one of his companions.

The man in gray instantly rushed at Xia Tian, moving incredibly fast. If they were in a track and field competition, they would have won. As he approached Xia Tian, he punched at his face.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, this was the way to kill.

Xia Tian instantly activated his X-ray vision, capturing the attack route. He then took a step back with his right foot and grabbed the gray-clad man's arm, throwing him away.

The gray-clad man was not easy to deal with. He flipped in the air and delivered a spinning kick at Xia Tian.

Bang!

Xia Tian, unable to react in time, used his arms to block the attack. He was pushed back several steps before he could stop himself.

"This kid used Tai Chi just now. It seems he has a connection with Fan Zui Feng. We can't let him live today, or he will hide in Lulin Manor, and we won't be able to do anything about it," the leader of the gray-clad men said coldly.

Xia Tian felt a tingling sensation in his arms. The force was too strong, and his arms were not used to it. He knew that if it weren't for the necklace strengthening his body, his bones would have been broken by that kick.

"I underestimated these three gray-clad men," Xia Tian thought. Although he saw their weaknesses, he couldn't make the best attack. His mind was blank except for the two Tai Chi moves he knew, which were only good for deflecting force and couldn't hurt the gray-clad men.

The opponent didn't give him time to think and punched at his face again. Xia Tian quickly deflected the force, but at that moment, the opponent pulled back his right fist and punched with his left.

That move was a feint. It was useless against experts, but Xia Tian, with little combat experience, almost fell for it.

If it weren't for his X-ray vision, which saw the trajectory of the punch at the last moment, Xia Tian would have lost his fighting ability.

"Damn, what should I do? Am I really going to die here today?" Xia Tian was anxious, thinking quickly. His father had never taught him any martial arts, not even how to exercise.

"No, I can't die," Xia Tian's body surged with determination. Seeing the punch coming, he didn't dodge but punched back. At that moment, a golden force flowed from his body into his right arm.

Boom!!

Crack!

"Ahh!!" With a scream, the gray-clad man fell to the ground, his arm broken. He endured the pain and stood up.

"How is this possible?" the leader of the gray-clad men frowned. The terrifying power Xia Tian had just displayed surprised even him. He thought of Xia Tian's father.

"Didn't he want to keep Xia Tian out of the martial arts world? And he never taught Xia Tian any martial arts. What was that power just now?"

The leader of the gray-clad men didn't step forward but took out a gun. They were killers, not martial artists. Since Xia Tian had escaped their control, they couldn't let him live.

Thinking of Xia Tian's father, they were still afraid of what Xia Tian might become.

Gun!

Xia Tian smiled bitterly. He had only seen guns before on the people in front of cash-in-transit vehicles, but in the past two days, he had seen real guns twice. He knew he couldn't dodge a bullet, even if his X-ray vision could see the trajectory.

"Even if I kill you, it will be hard to get the item, but if I let you grow, you will be a big threat to us," the leader of the gray-clad men pointed the gun at Xia Tian.

"Ah, am I still going to die here?" Xia Tian sighed. He thought that with his X-ray vision, his fate had changed, and he had the right to know why his father died and where his mother went.

But now, with the cold gun barrel aimed at him, he felt powerless.

Zeng Rou ran out of the house and stood in front of Xia Tian.

"What are you doing?" Xia Tian frowned. "Go back inside quickly."

"No, I won't go back. Even if I die, I want to die with you," Zeng Rou was determined. She couldn't imagine what she would do if Xia Tian died. The hope she had just ignited would be extinguished again.

She didn't want to go back to that life.

"You don't have to do this. I'm just a poor student with no parents," Xia Tian shook his head.

"Because I don't know when I started to like you. I can't control my feelings. I can't imagine what I would be like without you," Zeng Rou's eyes were filled with tears.

At that moment, Xia Tian's heart melted. Although Zeng Rou had once insulted him with money, he knew that for a woman like her, she had to act that way to protect herself. She needed to put on a facade.

Now, in this life-or-death situation, it was clear how much Zeng Rou cared for him. Her standing up for him in this crisis was enough to make up for everything she had done before.

"Even at the brink of death, you still have time for this?" The leader of the gray-clad men attached a silencer to the gun. Although there was only one family here, if he fired the gun, it would be heard by passersby in the distance. "I'll send you on your way. Let you be a pair of doomed lovers."

Bang!

Was it the wind? No, was it the sound of sand? No, was it the sound of leaves? No.

It was the sound of someone landing on the ground, very lightly. The person was dressed in white, and his attire was peculiar, resembling ancient clothing. A white jade belt around his waist held the entire outfit together. It was summer, and this outfit looked very hot. Even the gray-clad men were wearing gray short-sleeved shirts.

His face was very clean, with light eyebrows and deep eyes. No one could see the secrets hidden behind his eyes. He held a sword in his hand.

What era is this? The 21st century, and someone is holding a sword.