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Heavenly Veil City, Wan Hua Restaurant.

The city was brightly lit at night, and the restaurant was bustling with customers, creating a lively and pleasant atmosphere.

A group of singing and chattering girls surrounded Chen Changsheng, their body fragrance mixing with the scent of alcohol, intoxicating and captivating.

Inside the elegant room were many brothers from various martial arts schools.

Everyone was in high spirits, drinking and chatting, praising each other.

"Brother Chen is a genius of our Heavenly Veil Martial Arts School. His speed of cultivating the Martial Dao surpasses many of our senior brothers. We greatly admire him."

"With Brother Chen's talent for cultivation, he will surely achieve greatness in the Martial Dao in the future. We hope that when he becomes rich and successful, he won't forget this wonderful wine tonight!"

The men and women all cheered and laughed.

Flattery is human nature, and Chen Changsheng didn't mind. In fact, he enjoyed it. But he didn't take these flattering words seriously.

"It's a pity that Sister Honglin didn't come today. With Brother Chen's looks and talent, Sister would definitely have thrown herself at him."

"Hahaha!"

"And the senior brother from the martial arts school... By the way, could they be together?"

When it came to gossip, everyone in the elegant room perked up their ears.

Today's gathering was to celebrate Chen Changsheng's further progress on the path of the Martial Dao. Everyone present was his fellow martial brothers and should be there to congratulate him and build good relationships.

Perhaps in the future, if they encounter trouble, they can ask Brother Chen for help.

As the senior brother of the martial arts school, Xue Yong, who was also Xue Deshan's son, should have been there to offer his blessings.

However, no one expected that Xue Yong didn't show up tonight, not even a word of greeting.

Also absent was Xue Yong's secret crush, the junior sister Honglin from Heavenly Veil Martial Arts School.

Could it be that these two went on a date and were too busy to attend the banquet?

"It doesn't matter. It is my honor that all of you could be here. What's the big deal about a junior sister or a senior brother? They shouldn't affect our friendship and happiness, especially when we have so many lovely girls around us. Why cling to just one junior sister?"

Chen Changsheng raised his cup and laughed heartily, and everyone quickly stood up to toast in return.

With the wine in their bellies, a slight drunkenness surged to their heads.

The food and wine tonight tasted especially delicious.

When they left the restaurant, many people were drunk, leaning on each other and swaying as they walked slowly, mumbling incoherently.

Chen Changsheng held a wine gourd in his hand, leisurely following behind, savoring the experience of tonight.

"Brother Chen, this is the long sword I was instructed to retrieve from the weapon shop."

A junior disciple with a smile on his face approached, holding a bronze sword case and revealing the handles of two sharp swords.

"Thank you for your trouble. I was so happy drinking tonight that I forgot it was the pickup time."

Chen Changsheng patted the disciple's shoulder to show his gratitude.

This junior disciple had good talent in the Martial Dao, having already condensed his qi and blood. Moreover, he had good emotional intelligence and knew how to act when faced with beauty.

"By the way, Brother, when I went to the weapon shop just now, I saw Sister Honglin and...," interrupted Zong Hong, frowning, "Senior Brother secretly following behind her!"

Most people in the martial arts school knew about Xue Yong's secret crush on Honglin.

Honglin had heard some rumors, but she had been ignoring Xue Yong's advances, clearly rejecting him.

Tonight, instead of coming to the dinner, Sister Honglin was wandering around the city.

This is a bit disrespectful to Brother Chen.

What surprised Zong Hong the most was why the senior disciple would secretly follow Junior Sister Honglin.

"Which direction did they go?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Zong Hong pointed in a direction and said, "Over there. Shall we go and take a look?"

"Perfect timing for a walk after dinner. Let's go and see," Chen Changsheng said casually.

Whether the senior and junior disciples were present or not didn't matter to him. He didn't care about such formalities.

It was just a meal.

If it weren't for the senior and junior disciples offering to treat them and mentioning the presence of many beautiful ladies, he wouldn't have bothered to come.

Knowing that Junior Sister was being followed by the senior disciple, this kind of behavior of an infatuated fool could easily lead to trouble. So Chen Changsheng decided to go and see what was happening.

The two walked in the direction and gradually arrived at a secluded and quiet area near the city gate.

The people here slept early, and the oil lamps in every household had long been extinguished, making it look dim and cool.

"Are you sure they will come to a place like this?" Chen Changsheng furrowed his brows.

Zong Hong looked embarrassed and said, "Junior Sister Honglin did walk in this direction, but I don't know if they changed their location along the way."

"This doesn't seem like a place they would come for a leisurely stroll. It's actually a good place for a secret meeting."

Chen Changsheng moved agilely, lightly pushing off the wall and gracefully flipping onto the roof. He cast his gaze towards the dark area.

The rustling sound of tree branches, the murmurs of the people inside the houses, the scurrying of rats on the street...

All the surrounding sounds were fully perceived.

Suddenly, a sharp cutting sound caught his attention, like a dagger cutting through flesh, sounding particularly piercing in the darkness.

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment, and his figure ghostly chased after the source of the sound. Zong Hong reacted swiftly and followed closely behind.

Soon, several figures gradually came into view.

Junior Sister Honglin, beautiful like a flower, was trembling as she knelt on the ground, her tears flowing uncontrollably as she cried out, "Why! Why did you kill Lu Lang? What's wrong with us being in love? Who gave you the right to interfere in our relationship?!"

Her voice was hoarse from crying, and in front of her lay a man in a green robe, barely breathing, his neck covered in crimson blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Standing in front of them was none other than Senior Brother Xue Yong from the Heavenly Veil Martial Arts School.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he held a blood-stained long knife in his hand as he shouted in a heart-wrenching manner, "I refuse to accept it! What makes me inferior to a bookish pretty boy? You know my feelings, yet you still come to this kind of place to meet him. You damn bitch! If you want a man so badly, I'll personally satisfy you!"

As he spoke, he charged forward, pushing the crying Honglin to the ground and violently tearing at her clothes.

The man lying on the ground, on the verge of death, his eyes filled with fury, mustered up an astonishing strength. He grabbed Xue Yong's trousers and bit down on his leg, trying to create an opportunity for Honglin to escape.

But it was all in vain. The strength of a Martial Artist was like that of a wild bull.

Xue Yong kicked the man several meters away with one kick, his expression becoming even more ferocious and violent. Honglin, who was being torn apart, cried out in despair, struggling but suppressed by Xue Yong's strength.

Just as she was about to be violated...

A cold light cut through the night, like a dazzling shooting star, instantly piercing Xue Yong's body.

Pfft!

Xue Yong was sent flying, blood trailing behind him, and he fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Looking down, he saw a sword inserted into his waist, the blade piercing through his body, the tearing pain making him unable to help but cry out in agony.

"Senior Brother, you can't force love. Don't embarrass the martial arts school."

Chen Changsheng gracefully descended, casually throwing a coat to the now exposed Honglin.