"In the end, I secretly ran back home from the private school, but I didn't expect to find the gate open, with two strangers inside.
"The person who should have been lying on the bed, barely alive, was sitting there like a coiled dragon or crouching tiger, showing not a trace of despair on his face.
"By eavesdropping on their conversation, I learned that... the person I saved was Wang Fang, who at the time was called Flying Tiger.
"Their thousand-mile trek for this major deal succeeded, but it caught the attention of Luochun Manor.
"At the time, Wen Fusheng had just succeeded to the position of Manor Master, eager to eradicate evil personally.
"Yet due to his shallow experience in the Martial World, he was led away by Flying Tiger, ultimately injuring him but failing to kill...
"He rolled and tumbled all the way to our village, where I eventually saved him."
As Lan Shuyi spoke to this point, his face remained calm, but faintly pale.
He took a deep breath and said:
