"What an enlightenment! What an enlightenment..."
Zhang Liang muttered to himself, a hint of relief in his eyes.
The previous incident with the dragon crushed all his beliefs, and he was like a walking corpse, in a daze.
Zhang Liang accepted the fact that he could not take revenge and lost the meaning of his life. Even when a master gave him a precious book, he just laughed at himself.
But now, four shocking words have helped him find his way in life again.
Your identity may be exposed and you may even be in danger of losing your life.
But these four sentences are worth it.
The ideals he pursues are worth it.
A few days later, in Huaiyin County, Sishui County.
Han Xin took the steamed bun given by the old lady and gobbled it up.
The lady standing by shook her head and sighed, unable to resist trying to persuade this lost prodigal son.
"Han Xin, listen to Auntie's advice and take advantage of the spring plowing season to open up a few acres of land and plant sweet potatoes."
"If you're a man, you can be more diligent and support yourself. Why do you have to be looked down upon?"
The tall young man swallowed the food in his mouth, his young face full of stubbornness and pride.
"Auntie, I don't want to be a farmer and do nothing all my life."
"I want to make a name for myself, I want to be a great general, I want to repay you."
"Silly child, I don't need you to repay me, alas..."
Seeing that Han Xin refused to listen, the old lady stopped talking and her old face showed pity and helplessness.
This kid has been wandering around the streets since his mother died. He even picked up a sword from somewhere and kept saying he wanted to be a general.
One day, Han Xin came to the county to stroll around as usual. When he was about to read today's official newspaper, he was stopped by a butcher.
The butcher had a face full of fat, and he glared at him with his three white eyes and a disdainful tone.
"Although you are tall and strong and like to carry a sword, you are actually a coward."
"If you are not afraid of death, stab me with your sword. If you are afraid of death, crawl under my crotch."
The blatant mockery and insult made Han Xin clench his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
The people on the street saw the commotion and gathered around. When they saw that it was Han Xin, a street urchin, they all looked at him with contempt and joined the butcher in making a fuss.
"Han Xin, are you a coward?"
"Haha, he looks tall, but he's as timid as a mouse."
"If you really can't do it, just crawl into your crotch, hahahaha!"
“…”
Malicious whispers surrounded Han Xin, and his teeth were chattering, but he eventually loosened his hand on the hilt of the sword.
His face was tense, and he bent slightly, just about to kneel down to endure the humiliation under his crotch.
But in a flash, a loud shout came to my ears.
"Han Xin, stand up!"
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