I am the villain in the book

Far East, Qingzhou, Fish Island.

This is an incredibly small island, with only about a thousand acres of land remaining after high tide.

And on such a small island, there actually lives a family.

Strictly speaking, it's the residence of a slovenly old man.

This old man seems unremarkable, but if he were placed fifty years ago, he would be a well-known figure throughout the entire Jianghu world—the White-Clad Wu Tianqing.

White-Clad is both his nickname and his characteristic.

At that time, everyone recognized this Great Hero Wu, who wore white and acted righteously on behalf of Heaven. Countless women were infatuated with him, and countless young martial artists regarded him as a role model.

However, no one knows exactly when this Great Hero Wu disappeared from Jianghu.

Some say he was hurt by love, some say he was in seclusion preparing to break through to the unprecedented First-Rank realm, and some say he was secretly ambushed and killed by the Sky Luo Sect.

Affairs of Jianghu come and go quickly. Anyway, there is never a shortage of "Great Heroes", so after everyone had their fun, they gradually forgot about it.

Even those who can still remember the name "Wu Tianqing" today probably would never have imagined that the once elegant man in white robes had become such a disheveled old codger.

And a very irritable old codger.

"Damn it, fishing, fishing, I just can't catch any fish!"

"Flap, flap ~"

The fish out of water struggled to flop their bodies, trying to escape back into the sea.

Most of them did get their wish, but one "salty fish" was a little slow, and was grabbed by the gills by a large, wrinkled hand and lifted up.

"Hahaha, it's easier this way."

Wu Tianqing nodded with satisfaction, kicked the fishing rod into the sea, and then turned to walk towards the lonely wooden house not far away.

"Hehe, I can have fish soup for lunch, but this time I must clean it up properly, and I must not let Xiaolian find out ."

"Last time I secretly ate grilled fish once, and she didn't let me in the house for three days. It's really too much."

He muttered to himself, his expression both nervous and excited.

However, just as Wu Tianqing was about to step over the threshold and enter the house, the big fish in his hand suddenly fell to the ground with a "thud".

Three hours later.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone diagonally on the calm sea, like a wide silk scarf gently unfolding and rippling.

"Whoosh ~"

The seawater on both sides of the shore suddenly parted, and a slender woman jumped out of the sea.

She was not wearing a single piece of clothing, but she did not feel ashamed. She walked quickly from the shore towards the only wooden house on the island.

"Tianqing, I'm back! Did you miss me?"

"Da!"

The small feet suddenly stopped in front of the door, and the originally happy tone instantly turned angry.

"Wu Tianqing! Get out here!!"

"You secretly ate fish behind my back again! Didn't you?!".

"If you love eating fish so much, you might as well just eat me!".

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The woman stood with her hands on her hips and scolded for a while, but she never received a response.

"Hmph, don't think I can't find you just because you're hiding."

She stepped over the threshold, wanting to drag out her husband who had eaten her "kind" time and time again and teach him a lesson.

But waiting for her was a small note.

"Xiaolian, I need to go out for a while. I will be back in at most half a month."

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Looking at the note, the woman was stunned for a moment, but the anger on her face did not diminish at all.

"I'll deal with you when you get back!"

"This time I will definitely make you remember."

After muttering and venting, she turned her head and looked at the big fish in her hand.

After being exposed to the sun all afternoon, the fish was already dead, and it would probably become a real "salty fish" soon.

The woman's eyes were a little sad, but after hesitating for a moment, she hung the big fish under the eaves with a rope.

"This is the evidence that you were going to secretly eat fish!"

"I want to keep it, so you don't deny it when the time comes."

Wooden house, woman, big fish.

The sea is calm and boundless, as if you can see the end of the world at a glance.

Yanzhou, the endless desert.

Liangzhou, the Heavenly Pillar Snow Mountain.

Shunzhou, the Taiping Academy.

Yingzhou, the Yan Chun Brothel.

On the same day, the scene on Fish Island was also being staged in these four places simultaneously.

A total of five peerless masters who had long been forgotten by the world were traveling day and night, heading straight for Shu Province.

And just as they were all choosing to leave the mountains for some unknown reason, Wei Changtian was not idle either.

He was also doing his best, just to seek a chance to make Xiao Feng die without a burial place.

"Young Master, then we will set off now."

It was night.

In the study, Zhang San had already packed up, and behind him stood two men from the Gongji Society.

"Yes."

Wei Changtian stood opposite the three, nodding lightly: "Be sure to be fast. After delivering the letter, notify me through Zhuoyu."

"We understand! Young Master, please rest assured!"

Zhang San didn't hesitate either. He bowed his fist again at the end, and then led the two men out of the room. With a force under his feet, he actually jumped over the wall and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

They were going back to the capital to deliver a letter to Wei Xianzhi.

Although this letter could also be delivered through other channels, it would inevitably take longer, and Wei Changtian was afraid that there would be no results within ten days.

And Zhang San and the others were all Sixth-Rank, running for a while and then riding for a while, and they could reach the capital in about four or five days if they didn't rest day and night.

Being so anxious, Wei Changtian was of course for the "Ten-Day Agreement" with Xiao Feng.

This afternoon, he had just gone to find Qin Zhengqiu and had already finalized a Second-Rank master.

If it was to sneak attack Xiao Feng, a Second-Rank, or even a Third-Rank, would be enough.

But this time it was a "fair and square" duel, then Qin Zhengqiu alone was obviously not safe enough.

That's why Wei Changtian wanted to send a letter back to borrow someone.

Of course, it was his grandfather, who was also Second-Rank—Wei Zhaohai.

Two Second-Ranks, plus Liang Zhen and those Third-Rank uncles from the Sky Luo Sect.

Xuanjing Division? Forget it, Chen Bo was only Fifth-Rank peak, what a fucking waste.

Could Qingxian come up with any ideas? You can try, but the Ten Thousand Mountains are too far away, and it would take four days to go back and forth.

Sitting at the table, Wei Changtian racked his brains to think about how many masters he could find to "stand up for him". After thinking about it, he realized that it was almost like this.

At most three Second-Ranks, plus four or five Third-Ranks.

In fact, if such a force is used well, it is enough to turn Da Ning upside down, but Wei Changtian still feels a little insufficient.

Of course, enough or not is relative.

This involves a very crucial issue—

How many masters can Xiao Feng find?

And why does he dare to challenge me like this?