Chu Feng and Yun Bing didn't dare continue imagining what would have happened if they had been enemies of Zhang Lie.

"Young Master Chu, Miss Yun!" Zhang Lie welcomed them and their delegations with a smile. He was glad that they had come to support him, even if that help turned out to be unnecessary.

"Ah, here I thought I'd be of use! But it seems as though I've come all this way for nothing," Chu Feng muttered, a tinge of disappointment in his tone.

"Zhang Lie's growing far stronger than both of us, indeed," Yun Bing acknowledged. He was a miracle that they'd seen develop over the course of just a few months, a miracle that had budded from the weeds of the slums.

"You overpraise me, Miss Yun. Give me a moment and let me handle this pile of trash first. We'll talk later!" Zhang Lie smiled. He turned toward Long Sheng and the others. 

As he watched Zhang Lie draw closer, Long Sheng found his mind and body in turmoil: Zhang Lie's gaze was filled with killing intent.

"Well, Long Sheng? What happened...