In a world of pure martial arts, Yun Shou initially believed he could only live an ordinary life with the weak cheat he possessed.
That was until the age of fourteen, when he obtained a secon...
"Orders from above? Are you kidding me? Who would attack their own people without reason? You despicable and shameless people of Wu Kingdom, do you think you can fool me?"
The officer pulled a document from his robes and tossed it to you: "Young hero, it's true. We soldiers were simply following orders. Look, the orders are written here, instructing us to disguise ourselves as soldiers of the Wu Kingdom, to carry out killings and frame others."
[You take the document and read it carefully. As he said, the document doesn't specify the reason for the massacre of the village; it simply demands that no one be spared, and that the blame be placed on the Wu Kingdom. At the end, seemingly for moral reasons, it adds: "This was done for the sake of the Qing Kingdom."]
The officer wore a fawning smile: "This is an order from above, for the greater good of the Qing Kingdom. We hope you will leave now, young hero, and let bygones be bygones. Please grant us this favor."
You think it's pretty funny.
To be honest, in this world, you lack a sense of national righteousness and sentiment.
[Because the "Qing Kingdom" in this world has never helped you, unlike your parents in this world, who treated you well, and you also regarded them as your real parents.]
You grew up in the Qinghe Gang, where you were exploited. You embarked on the path of martial arts by serving the Chu family; it was an equal exchange.
[After that, the preferential treatment you received in various cities and places was not because you were a citizen of the Qing Kingdom, but because you were a high-ranking martial artist!]
This country has never done anything to you. If they were martial artists from sects or disciples of martial arts schools, they might have some sense of national duty (but in reality, most didn't, because the three kingdoms share a common origin and are of the same race).
[These martial artists have been trained and nurtured from the very beginning by the resources provided by the Qing Kingdom to their sects and martial arts schools. They must fight for their sects and martial arts schools, and the sects and martial arts schools must fight for the Qing Kingdom.]
[But these resources are obtained by gangs like the Qinghe Gang exploiting their commoners, including you!]
[As for you, you never received resources for nothing, nor were you nurtured or invested in for free. The only tangible gains you made were from those two competitions for outstanding young talents. You will remember the kindness of those two sects, but you won't extend that goodwill to the kingdoms behind them.]
So—you casually tore the document into scraps, and facing the officer's face, whose smile had just begun to froze, you uttered five words that filled him with despair: "You're quite the actor."
You leaped up, descending from the sky, your furious slash like a god or demon descending to earth. The blazing white light was like two suns in the sky, its blinding brilliance making it impossible for him to look directly at you.
He barely managed to parry your blade, but then you suddenly let go, causing the Xuan Tie sword to slip out of his control and be cleaved to the ground. However, you had already dodged it, using a powerful, close-combat stance to crash into his chest, unleashing a punch imbued with immense energy that blasted his heart apart!
The officer fell to the ground, and before he completely lost his life, he heard your laughter: "Even if it's true, why should I act for a country capable of issuing such an order, and give scum like you a convenient opportunity?"
(Nearly 7000 words today! Comments and urging me to update? (ˉ﹃ˉ?))