Wu Renxing didn't like wearing clothes.

Whether facing Silver Blood, facing the gang, or facing civilians, he often appeared bare-chested, flaunting his strong muscles.

The difference between barbarism and civilization lies in whether or not one wears clothes.

In this barbaric place, the outer city, he must constantly make his subordinates and others aware of his muscles to firmly maintain his rule over the underground world.

However, in the inner city, the gameplay is entirely different. Everyone politely wears clothes, hides their muscles, and communicates deceitfully, playing cards against each other without knowing the depths of the other.

It's a sophisticated game of civilization because everyone is from big families, and it's impossible to bet everything barefoot, only placing limited bets to 'try one's hand'; winning is good, but losing won't lead to financial ruin.

In Wu Renxing's barbaric gameplay, winning brings benefits, but losing results in a fate worse than death.

The two games aren't superior or inferior, just different in direction.

If Wu Renxing's family hadn't fallen, he too would have worn clothes, playing the role of a civilized scoundrel. But since he couldn't rely on his family, he had to take the path of shedding clothes.

But does he despise Silver Blood? Definitely. If you use quotes from the Youth Daily, they would be, 'If we swapped roles, you'd know what cruelty means,' and 'the finishing line of my life couldn't even reach your starting line,' etc. The poor who started from scratch naturally look down on the second generation born with silver spoons.

But for the past few months, Wu Renxing learned that the Silver Blood Association had a president who took off his clothes.

He's done pretending.

He's revealed his cards.

He bullies others with his influence, acts recklessly, and annihilates opponents.

Using barbaric tactics, he stirred the upper society to chaos.

Though they never met, Wu Renxing sensed that President Zhengwei was actually the same kind of person as him.

They are both people who just happen to wear human skin.

Don't misunderstand, this isn't to say they are inhumane. On the contrary, they are so humane that they attract and gather talents around them, building their accomplishments.

They are sympathetic, compassionate, angry, hateful, but they place themselves above all rules.

Rules are the extension of humanity, as humans need rules, so rules are born. But for people like Wu Renxing, rules only serve for exploitation or trampling, never for adherence.

This unrestrained defiance is what firmly placed Wu Renxing at the top of the Black Sun Association.

And for the same reason, Zhengwei overturned the Silver Blood Association.

However, Wu Renxing's arrogance comes from his tough childhood experiences. The steep decline of a large commercial firm allowed him to deeply witness the hypocrisy of all rules and the ignorance of human nature.

"So, from where does your arrogance stem, your background, your wisdom, or... your strength?"

Bang!

The door of the Bloody Battle Casino slammed shut.

The casino fell silent.

On the sand lay ten unsightly bodies, almost sliced into pieces, with the entire sand soaked in dark blood. The iron-rust and visceral stench nearly turned the Bloody Battle Casino into a toilet.

Just in the past few minutes, all the Black Sun Association members witnessed an extraordinarily thrilling slicing show - Zhengwei appeared out of nowhere with a sword, slicing the ten gang members one by one.

He sliced meticulously, carefully, with not even the slightest shake in his hand, neither the loud shouting of onlookers nor the victims' wailing and cries stopping his almost cruel slaughter.

Not that no one tried escaping, but anyone daring to turn their back to him had their heel sliced, quickly turning strong men into frail ones.

Many times, some tried pulling out firearms to end this scalp-numbing, stomach-churning spectacle, but due to Wu Renxing's orders, none dared shoot Zhengwei.

Was Zhengwei deliberately showing off, or was it just his nature?

No one knew why he acted this way.

What they remembered was Zhengwei's calm face. No smile, no anger, just a nonchalant demeanor like a skilled butcher facing pigs to be slaughtered.

Undoubtedly, during many tranquil nights in the future, this face would become their unavoidable nightmare, possibly even their fate.

If Zhengwei indeed died.

Then the Bloody Battle Casino might become one of the top ten terrifying places in Xuanzhu County.

"President, he's been gone for ten seconds."

The frail middle-aged man beside Wu Renxing reminded him, Wu Renxing waved, "Don't rush, since he defeated ten people, I have to let him run for a hundred seconds."

"For us in the mix, the most important thing is to use teeth as gold; I'm no Silver Blood Association person who has no credibility."

"But since President Zheng is so fierce, let's gift the Silver Blood Association's preparations directly to President Zheng."

The middle-aged man paused, "How much do we send?"

"Everything he passes by, send him a gift." Wu Renxing said, standing up, "A hundred seconds will pass quickly."

He went over, picked up a coat, put it on, and waved, signaling his men to clean up the sand.

"Then let's wait for the next lucky person." He snapped his fingers, "After tomorrow, we'll become Patrol Execution Guards, my men, tonight is your last hoorah!"

With the gang's laughter, Wu Renxing's expression remained impassive.

After tomorrow, he would put back on the clothes he took off, piece by piece.

He's tired of playing the game of those beneath him; next, it's his turn to be above others.

Zhengwei.

Let me see if your arrogance can lead you to glimpse daylight beneath cold steel blades before they get dull.

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Boom!

A fiery dragon shot to the sky; even though Leyu had quickly dodged, the intense explosion waves still blasted him onto a brick wall, causing him a momentary dizziness.

His freshly healed body was once again scraped by debris or various fragment particles. Although people from Luminous aren't afraid of tetanus infections or minor wounds, the rapid cell regeneration ability can kill all bacterial infections, but the debris embedded in the body is enough to cause Leyu significant concern.

Who placed the gunpowder in the rubbish heap!

That's so uncouth!

Though Leyu knew the Black Sun Association wouldn't let him really run for a hundred seconds, he didn't expect them to be so ruthless - The Black Sun Association set up blocking traps in various main paths outside, including and not limited to debris, gunpowder, black oil, human walls, etc.

As Leyu passed by places with Luminous Firepowder, the distant gunmen immediately fired to detonate it, directly blasting Leyu into dizziness.

Although Leyu didn't mind scaling walls, moving along walls and rooftops makes one too big a target, with no cover whatsoever, and gunmen stationed in tall buildings were almost guaranteed to act - Wu Renxing agreed to let him run for a hundred seconds, but clearly, these gang members had no use for high-tech wireless communication, how could gunmen know such detailed agreements, seeing anyone daring rooftop walk, and not being one of their own, surely they'd kill on sight.

More importantly, there's a lot of unknown men wielding weapons outside, either workers or gang members from the Black Sun Association!

These people obviously couldn't know about Wu Renxing's agreement with him, and upon seeing Leyu, they chased with weapons. Though fighting them is surely possible, being delayed here and exposing his position would eventually lead the menacing town workers to overrun him!

Most critically, Leyu's energy is depleted.

This night was nothing but a chase, a duel with Iron Man, as Leyu was heavily wounded.

If Leyu hadn't activated his 'Ice Blood Physique,' the sheer exhaustion both physically and mentally would have been enough to let Leyu fall sleep against a nearby trash heap without any hesitation.

Earlier, Wu Renxing's proposal for a bloody battle was exactly Leyu's wishes.

So he transformed the Saint's Relic into the 'Soul Purification Demon Sword', quickly restoring his energy and injuries by absorbing the life force of those ten people.

There were evidently no experts within the Black Sun Association; among those ten, only two were Martial Artists of the 'Entry Level', since those at the level of Integration and Mastery could be serving as tributes to the commerce guilds—although the gap between Entry Level and Integration and Mastery wasn't insurmountable, Leyu with his indestructible Divine Weapon and extensive combat experience still found the fight quite enjoyable.

After all, Leyu always trod the path of being oppressed, rarely having such an opportunity to crush weaklings.

However, his Soul Purification Demon Sword was a counterfeit, with poor efficiency in absorbing life force, forcing Leyu to increase his attack speed to enhance his blood-sucking efficiency, making the scene a bit unsightly back then.

"Stop!"

"It's a Silver Blood noble!"

"He must be wealthy, don't let this fat lamb escape!"

"Kill the Silver Blood! Kill the Silver Blood!"

While fleeing, suddenly there was a gunshot from above, yet Leyu didn't feel the piercing pain of being aimed at.

Without hesitation, he quickly moved away from the pile of wooden boxes by the roadside!

Boom!

With a loud explosion, another fire dragon soared into the night sky. All the debris near the boxes was ignited, and Leyu, closest to the wall, was jolted all over, blood trickling from his nostrils, and splintered flaming wood scraped his newly healed pale thigh, leaving another bloody mark.

However, due to the dry weather, the fire quickly spread, causing the burly men chasing Leyu to hesitate, giving him space to listen, feel, and think.

He glanced at the fire scene, where thick black smoke was rising, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he pushed off the wall, crossing the line of fire!

The people behind were dumbfounded until someone cursed angrily: "The firepowder blasted the wall; he escaped to the other side!"

"Damn, lucky bastard..."

Bang!

Suddenly, a golden firework burst in the sky over the Blood Battle Casino, and the burly men were astonished: "It's an important figure, Martial Head's bounty hunt!"

"Kill him, and Martial Head rewards with a hundred gold rounds!"

"Go after him! Don't let him escape!"

Simultaneously, Rong Yao, who retreated from the tunnel, also saw the golden firework in the night sky, frowning: "A Black Sun bounty order?"

Rong Yao wasn't foolish. Linking this with the recent escape of Jing Zhengwei from here, he naturally knew who the target of this golden firework was.

Could it be that Wu Renxing dared to kill Jing Zhengwei... Rong Yao quickly dismissed this thought. According to what he knew, Wu Renxing wasn't stupid; he must know Jing Zhengwei's importance to White Night, even if he didn't know before, now that Rong Yao personally came to fetch Jing Zhengwei, he ought to know.

If he didn't even know that, he deserved to die of stupidity.

Besides, if Wu Renxing wanted to kill Jing Zhengwei, he wouldn't need a bounty order. With hundreds of his gang members in the casino, each striking Jing Zhengwei with a baton could easily incapacitate him.

A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall.

He absolutely wouldn't risk White Night's revenge to kill Jing Zhengwei.

This bounty order wasn't meant to inform the Black Sun members.

Yet in the outer district, many knew about the Black Sun bounty.

Combined with the grand events tonight in Xuanzhu County, everyone was eager, waiting to skin and bleed the Silver Blood nobles...

Rong Yao's eyes turned cold, flipping onto the wall. He glanced at the gunmen on the second floor, saying nothing, disappearing into the night.

Soon after, several commerce guild tributes emerged from the tunnel. They didn't hesitate, intending to climb over the wall, only to be shot down by four successive gunshots, hitting the fastest Lingxu Martial Artist to the ground.

"Who goes there?!"

The back gate of the casino opened once again.

Amidst the uproar, a chubby man with a greasy smile came out, speaking to the three commerce guild tributes: "The presence of Tributor Zhuang, Tributor Bi, and Tributor Fan truly brings brilliance to this humble place! Please, please, Martial Head has been waiting inside for a long time."

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Leyu traversed the fire scene, reaching another street, quickly assessing the surrounding residences, and selected a yard with no lights to hide in.

So tired.

Although the 'Ice Blood Physique' had physiologically and psychologically eliminated the feeling of 'tiredness' from Leyu, he still felt a deep exhaustion. Like phantom limb pain, even if it no longer exists, the memory can still retrieve such sensations.

Melee, escape, combat, killing, explosion...

This night was really too long, too long.

When will dawn break?

Leyu briefly treated his injuries, removing splinters from the wounds, simply bandaging them, and took the chance to survey the yard.

It seemed inhabited, with a few clothes for children and adults hanging beside the yard. There was a patch for growing sprouts, and even a rather luxurious rocking wooden horse.

Should he hide here and leave after dawn?

Leyu quickly dismissed this idea — Wu Renxing had already torn the facade with him, there was absolutely no chance he'd let him go just like that, much like if he survived until tomorrow, the first thing he'd do is kiss Qing Lan, and the second is to flay and dismember Mr. Iron and Wu Renxing.

The Black Sun members would soon bring workers to find him, he must leave immediately and hide somewhere more concealed.

But he was already suffering from blood loss and intense physical exertion, so Leyu licked his dry lips, deciding to borrow some water from the yard.

Leyu performed the Lingxu Step, lightly flitting across the yard, when suddenly, he felt an imbalance in his body, crashing to the ground!

It's a tripwire!

Leyu looked down, seeing a rope tied between two trees hidden in the weeds; combined with the dim light, he actually fell for such a basic trap!

Immediately, he aimed a Desolate Bite light blast at the ground, attempting to use the recoil to stop his fall and regain his balance!

Yet in that instant, Leyu suddenly felt a chill at his waist and knee, following that, two sticks protruded from the shadows of the house and yard, striking his left waist and right knee. Even though his Desolate Bite light blast shattered the ground, his body still hit the ground!

He quickly rolled to the left, trying to leap up, yet the sticks ruthlessly struck his waist again, interrupting his exertion, making it impossible to stand!

It's the Liaoyuan Combat Technique!

Specializing in attacking the waist, lower body, and upper body exertion points, adept at disrupting the opponent's rhythm, and taking full advantage, it's perfect for ruthlessly beating a drowning dog with pole weapons!

Liaoyuan Combat Technique has always been a must-learn for ancient fierce generals, but with the rise of firearms, pole weapons lost their absolute advantage and were inconvenient to carry, gradually declining in the military, but many pole weaponry academies still practiced Liaoyuan Combat Technique among the populace.

Initially stepping into a trap was quite disadvantageous for Leyu and the ambush wasn't just one person, but two!

Leyu couldn't even pinpoint the attackers' positions; he only knew he was being prodded by two sticks, unable to exert force. If not for the Ice Blood Physique keeping absolute calm, he might have shed tears of humiliation.

No way, I just randomly ran into a yard and encountered a deadly trap!?

"Wait, I'm just passing by, hoping for a sip of water—" Leyu tried to use reason: "Why are you—"

At this moment, Leyu heard two tender voices:

"Brother, it's an escaped Silver Blood!"

"Alright!"

Leyu saw, a young boy's silhouette leapt into the air, wielding a staff taller than himself, fiercely and viciously aiming it at Leyu's forehead!

"Dukes and marquises—" he shouted a slogan, as if cheering himself on:

"Are not born nobles!"

Thud!