The spring rain was continuous, pitter-pattering.

A distant traveler wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat, and carrying a long knife, stepped into the deserted streets of the town in the misty rain.

It was not entirely deserted... The long street was quiet, but there was an old beggar huddled under the eaves of a corner house, seeking shelter from the rain.

The eaves couldn't stop the rain from pouring down, and the thin blanket covering the beggar was already soaked through. He huddled up, looking pitiful.

The traveler sighed and dropped a few copper coins at his feet.

"Thank you, thank you..." The old beggar's withered hand trembled as he reached out to pick them up.

But just as he was about to grab the coins, a wrist blade suddenly shot out from his sleeve, aimed at the traveler's abdomen!

Amidst the misty rain, danger lurked everywhere.

However, as the wrist blade appeared, the copper coins in the traveler's hand bounced off with a "twang" and embedded themselves in the beggar's forehead.

The wrist blade lost its strength and the traveler easily grabbed the beggar's wrist. Looking at the old beggar with a bloody hole in his forehead, he sighed and walked away.

The spring rain continued to wash away the bloodstains, and the long street remained quiet. No one knew what had just happened there.

At the end of the long street, a wine flag fluttered in the rain, and lanterns swayed with a creaking sound. The traveler stood outside and heard the sounds of glasses clinking and people chatting inside. Many customers were drinking and seeking shelter from the rain, making it quite lively.

"Have you heard? A ruthless person has appeared in the martial world recently."

"There are so many ruthless people in the martial world, which one are you referring to?"

"Hmph, of course it's Zhao Changhe, also known as Qianlong 91! Who else has been as famous as him lately?"

The traveler curled his lips.

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This time, he was sentenced...

No, the verdict has been announced.

But why is my ranking always at odds with me? It's either 250 or 91 Mr. Zhao. Who wrote this crappy book? How many years do they want me to be sentenced for?

But it feels great to hear people talking about me. The traveler pushed open the door and walked in, "Innkeeper, do you have a seat? Give me the hero's set meal... Oh, and two cups of wine, a plate of cooked beef, and two more jugs of wine to go."

"Sure, please take a seat, sir."

The other customers glanced at him. He was a young man with a clean-shaven face and a bright smile. He had a scar on his face, which didn't detract from his image but instead made him look cool. He looked a bit lively, jumping and shaking his raincoat, which was drenched by the rain. The others only took a quick glance and continued their discussion.

"Speaking of which, Zhao Changhe is truly ruthless. He killed the young master of the Luojia clan when he infiltrated Luojia Village, and he killed the branch leader of the Blood God Sect when he infiltrated the sect. He's a natural rebel, a demonic seed."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Do you think you're talking about my heroic achievements of killing three people at the fourth level? Can't you see that the Chaos Chronicles gave me face and used "force beheading"? And they even gave me a verdict that said Changhe falls into the ninth heaven. Can't you see that?

What are you guys talking about?

"Yeah, if he's not ruthless, then who is? He's now wanted by the authorities and has betrayed the demonic sect. The demonic sect has issued a kill order against him. How much longer can he survive?""The demon sect is more generous, the bounty is actually a thousand gold! What's the court, a bounty of only one hundred silver, hasn't moved in months, they don't care at all. I went to the city yesterday and the wanted posters at the city gate were all washed away by the rain, and no one bothered to put up a new one. I can't even find out what Zhao Changhe looks like."

"So it's not that difficult after all? It's just that it's hard to endure the pursuit of the demon sect, and the government and the righteous path don't pay much attention?"

"Where is it that simple? The demon sect's bounty is so high that countless people come for the money. There are all kinds of assassins, bounty hunters, and the martial world has never lacked them. I heard that even Tingxue Tower has people who want to make a move."

"The first assassin's building?"

"Yes..."

"Well, he's on his own then, but don't let him slip away."

"Why do you seem to care about him?"

"Hmph, haven't you heard? This fool has a crush on Yue Hongling. When he was the leader of the bandits, he even found a woman who looked like Yue Hongling to be his wife. As a result, he lost even this fake one and ran away. Can't you feel that suddenly it's down to earth and we're getting closer..."

"Are you crazy? This is called getting closer? This is called competing with me for my wife! Even if it's not for the bounty, he dares to appear in front of me, I'll chop off his head in front of my grandpa!"

"You're dreaming more than he is." Everyone burst into laughter. "It's really true, he seems to be the only one on the lowest rank of the Qianlong List who is so embarrassing. The others are all high and unattainable."

"That's right, if he's in front of me, I'll probably buy him a drink and ask him what it feels like to be dumped by his bandit wife...hahaha..."

"Don't let this guy die too soon, I still want to have some fun, when will Yue Hongling see him...hahaha..."

The tavern was filled with a happy atmosphere, and Zhao Changhe's forehead twitched.

Thank you for your concern.

What about my heroic record? What about my power beheading? What about my verdict? It was so hard for me to pretend to be cool!

Can't you focus on the main point and talk about something serious?

Who was the one who called me a fool just now? I didn't pay attention for a moment...

The waiter brought over food and wine and smiled, "Sir, your wine gourd is a bit old. Our shop also has wine bags for sale, made of cowhide! Do you want to change one?"

Zhao Changhe glanced at the old gourd, smiled slightly, and didn't respond to the question. He asked with an uncoordinated tone, "Hey, is it illegal to kill cows?"

The waiter "shh"ed and whispered, "This is an old dead cow that the government has reported. Don't talk nonsense."

"Old dead?" Zhao Changhe picked up a piece of beef, his smile more playful. "But why do I feel... it was poisoned?"

The waiter's expression suddenly changed, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand.

Before he could even stab, Zhao Changhe's chopsticks had already heavily pierced his hand and nailed it to the table.

The earth-shattering scream of the waiter scared the entire tavern into silence, everyone looking at this scene in shock and confusion.

"No wonder he's from the underworld, he knows all kinds of tricks." The shopkeeper slowly walked out from behind the counter, shaking his head and sighing. "Also, no wonder he's Qianlong 91, such fast hands."

Everyone stayed silent for a long time.

Qianlong 91? Isn't that the protagonist everyone was talking about just now? They talked about him for so long, and he was sitting right next to them!

The one who called him a fool had already quietly run away, and the one who said he would chop off Zhao Changhe's head had disappeared in a puff of smoke, holding his crotch.Before, he thought this was quite a lively young man, but now, with chopsticks nailed into the palm of the waiter's hand and the waiter's screams, he was a terrifying villain.

Zhao Changhe held the chopsticks and said casually, "Actually, I don't understand your martial arts at all. I just encountered an assassination outside and became more cautious. I bluffed this waiter and didn't expect it to actually work..."

The waiter was in pain and sweating profusely. "Help...help me..."

"Swish!" The blade flashed, and the boss cut off the waiter's hand with a single stroke. "Useless!"

The waiter fell to the side, clutching his broken arm and wailing. He looked at the boss with a mix of gratitude and hatred.

"Listening Snow Tower?" Zhao Changhe said calmly, "A bit ruthless."

"It's not as good as Mr. Zhao chopping his superior with a knife." The boss straightened his clothes and said seriously, "Listening Snow Tower is chasing the wind. Please give us guidance, Mr. Zhao..."

Before he could finish his pretentious posturing, a steel knife had already come down on him. "You're still playing the gentleman's code of conduct while being an assassin? Do you think I'm an idiot? Die!"

The boss never expected that the guy who was just sitting and chatting calmly would suddenly attack without any sense of honor. He never expected that the knife would be so fast that he didn't even see his hand move before the blade was upon him!

He dodged in a panic, and the poisonous needles under his clothes scattered all over the ground.

Indeed, the pretentious posturing of flicking his clothes corner never brought good luck. Zhao Changhe was very alert.

Gentleman's code of conduct?

He never played with these people.

The boss lost his advantage and clumsily dodged the waves of Zhao Changhe's attacks. He shouted in frustration, "Zhao Changhe, you're a wanted criminal of both sides, and there's no place for you in the world. Do you want to offend Listening Snow Tower to death? Why not form a good relationship and leave a way out..."

Without a second thought, Zhao Changhe caught up to him and cut off the boss's neck with a single stroke. "Too much nonsense!"

The boss didn't even finish his sentence before he fell to the ground in disbelief.

The waiter shrank back in terror, holding onto his broken arm. Zhao Changhe pointed his long knife and sneered, "Zhao Changhe's knife is out of Beimang, and he wants to try the heroes of the world. If all the heroes in the world are like you rats, then it really disappoints me!"