Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Given that this was a choice that was hardly a choice at all, anyone would have thought that they should choose Fang Zijun over their gambling husband. In fact, if Qi Fang hadn't met Meng Zhao, she would have made the same choice.

However, since they were acting, Meng Zhao and Fang Han analyzed Fang Zijun's personality, character, and mannerisms, and deduced that he probably preferred people who offered more challenges.

Fang Zijun naturally looks down on people who offer themselves up too easily, and usually discards them after a few rounds. Only those who never submit and keep stirring Fang Zijun's heart can continue to receive her favor.

Qi Fang certainly didn't expect to win Fang Zijun's favor, but she wanted to pique Fang Zijun's interest in her, so after a moment's hesitation, she said...
"Young master, my husband and I have been married for several years. Although he has wronged me, I cannot wrong him. I wonder if you could be so kind as to spare our lives?"

At first glance, it seems as if Qi Fang is completely loyal to her gambling husband. In fact, this woman wished her gambling husband dead, and she did indeed achieve this through Fang Han.

And to be fair, Fang Han and Meng Zhao's deductions about Fang Zijun's personality and preferences were indeed accurate.

Upon hearing Qi Fang's words, Fang Zijun's eyes burned even brighter, and he longed to immediately pin this woman down and teach her a lesson.

He shook his head and sighed.

"You are a beautiful woman, but you are so stubborn. Fine, let me save you from your suffering."

"Men, tie them both up!"

At this shout, several members of the guard stepped forward and tied up Qi Fang and Meng Zhao, who was disguised as a lewd gambler, with ropes.

Qi Fang's struggles were quite obvious midway through, her face full of loyalty; her acting skills were indeed impressive.

Meng Zhao pretended to be a trembling fool, letting these people tie him up like a rice dumpling.

At this moment, Fang Han stepped forward and whispered slyly in Fang Zijun's ear,

"Fifth Young Master, this young woman has quite a fiery temper. I remember we passed by a dilapidated earth god temple before. Why don't we take her there? Once we've taken her body, how can we not take her heart?"

Fang Hao, Fang Yong, and the others couldn't bear to look at him with such a sycophantic demeanor. Even Wen Bo, who usually had a calm expression, subconsciously looked at Fang Han, surprised by the kid's scheming methods.

Of course, doing things that are too shameless is not something that can be done easily.

People like Fang Han, since they exist, must have their reasons. Even a villain can achieve something great.

Wenbo thought to himself that Fang Zijun actually had quite a few people around her, but very few of them could truly be called talented and virtuous.

Even the two goalkeepers, Fang Hao and Fang Yong, actually have limited talent and a low ceiling, making it difficult for them to become Fang Zijun's right-hand men in the future.

This newcomer, judging from his physique and constitution, should be quite good. And with his shamelessness and cunning, perhaps we should give him a closer look.

Fang Zijun is an impatient person, and he is also the type of person who often controls his older brother. When his addiction kicks in, he really doesn't care about anything else and has to make himself feel good.

The more he looked at Qi Fang, the more intense the flames in his heart burned, and he fell into a special state.

If it weren't for the inconvenient location, he would have loved to take advantage of the other person on the spot, so Fang Han's suggestion pleased him greatly.

As for taking the two back to the Fang family villa, that would take far too long, and he absolutely couldn't wait.

All I can say is that Fang Zijun is currently, in a small way, but in the big picture, she is always being clearly arranged by Meng Zhao and Fang Han.

The only slight difference was that he brought an extra team of guards, but it was not a big deal.

"Okay, we'll do it your way. But stay alert and don't hurt Qi Fang."

"By the way, Fifth Young Master, now that we've got Qi Fang, why not just kill her gambling husband? Why take him with us?"

Fang Han appeared to be offering suggestions, but in reality, he was reminding Fang Zijun of what she should do.

Fang Zijun laughed heartily, in a great mood, and patted Fang Han on the shoulder.

"Kid, do you know why I like other men's wives?"
Because it's very exciting, the most exciting thing is to conquer her in front of her husband. That kind of excitement is the greatest.

Therefore, this gambler is also very useful; we absolutely mustn't let him die.

Fang Han outwardly appeared to have received the true teachings and suddenly understood, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief.

Everything went as he had predicted and envisioned.

The group continued their journey and eventually arrived at the dilapidated earth temple they had mentioned.

This local temple had been in disrepair for many years, had no temple keeper, and was in a dilapidated state. It was not only dark and damp, but also infested with snakes, insects, rats, and other pests.

Fang Zijun instructed her guards to clean the inside thoroughly to ensure no one was hiding there. Only then did she leisurely order her men to lead Qi Fang and Meng Zhao into the temple, sending the others out and leaving the three of them inside alone.

Outside, Fang Hao and Fang Yong were bored and absent-minded.

They had experienced similar scenes and moments countless times; it had become second nature to them.

It wasn't that they were neglecting their duties, but Fang Zijun was playing around with women, so they couldn't just let them go in and watch, could they?
They might be willing and not feel awkward, but Fang Zijun would never agree.

Wenbo, however, beckoned Fang Han over and inquired about his background in detail.

He was very satisfied to learn that the man was originally a servant of the Fang family and had worked for them since childhood.

He then tested the bone-reading technique on Fang Han, his eyes lighting up as he said,

"What excellent aptitude! Your talent for martial arts is remarkable, even exceptional. If you can cultivate internal martial arts in the future, you will surely achieve great things."

Fang Han laughed heartily, offering a few extremely obsequious compliments to Wen Bo before saying,
"If I can win over the Fifth Young Master this time, I will have a way to advance in my career. I hope Uncle Wen will take good care of me in the future!"

Wenbo nodded, acknowledging Fang Han's obsequiousness and ambition to climb the social ladder.

However, I also offered a few words of criticism.

They used manipulative tactics like saying, "You're from the Fang family. Without the Fang family, you wouldn't be who you are today. Even if you really master the ways of the world, you should prioritize the interests of the Fang family," and so on, relentlessly attacking Fang Han.

He was trained by the Fang family, and was even personally taken in by Old Master Fang back then. He has a strong sense of belonging to the Fang family.

In other words, he has been brainwashed and has become a die-hard fan of the Fang family.

Therefore, the style and approach are mainly based on the expertise of specialists.

Fang Han's reprimand was entirely expected. As for Fang Han, he outwardly responded with countless acquiesces and willingness, his subservient and humble attitude quite obvious.

But in my heart, I despise this kind of behavior.

Although he grew up in the Fang family and received the same brainwashing education as Wenbo, he was a smart man and never felt that anything in the Fang family could be above him.

He is a complete egoist. If he has the opportunity to become a superior person, what does it matter if he destroys the Fang family?

However, he could only think these things in his heart and could never reveal them, otherwise Wenbo would definitely beat him to death.

On the other side, inside the Earth God Temple, a stone statue of the Earth God was half broken off, the offering table under the shrine was completely ruined, and a dark, damp, and foul smell permeated the air.

However, this dirty and chaotic environment actually stirred up Fang Zijun's burning desires.

He watched Qi Fang wriggle and struggle, then stepped forward and removed the gag from her mouth, saying...
"Young lady, why are you so stubborn? You'll live a life of luxury with me, isn't that better than staying with this good-for-nothing?"

As Fang Zijun spoke, she glared fiercely at Meng Zhao and roughly ripped the cloth out of his mouth.

Meng Zhao, now transformed into a movie star, cried and wailed,

"Young master, young master, please spare me! I'll give you this woman, please don't kill me!"

At this moment, Qi Fang seemed to have been stimulated or shocked by something, her face full of disbelief, and she said,
"You, you, how could you say that? I'm your lawfully wedded wife! You bastard! No matter how much I gambled all these years, I always held onto a sliver of hope for you. I never imagined you'd be so cowardly and weak. I was truly blind..."

With a string of eloquent words, Fang Zijun was dumbfounded. She never expected that the seemingly beautiful and charming young woman was actually a feisty one.

But small chili peppers are better; they're more flavorful and can evoke a stronger sense of conquest in him.

Fang Zijun laughed and was about to make a move on Qi Fang when she heard a series of fine cracking sounds.

The next moment, the good-for-nothing gambler in his eyes, who was nothing at all, actually transformed into a phantom and rushed in front of him.

Fang Zijun subconsciously channeled the energy within her body, transforming it into pure, incomparably cold energy that condensed in her palms, and pushed it forward.

The cold air in my palm condensed into frost, layer upon layer, and large swaths of air misted and condensed.

However, Meng Zhao moved with ghostly speed, managing to circle behind him and strike his vital points four or five times. Fang Zijun stood frozen, his internal energy blocked by a force, like a dead man, unable to even speak.

The ropes that bind ordinary people could not restrain Meng Zhao, so he only used his internal energy slightly to break them. At the same time, he used the Divine Wind Force to create a raging storm and took down Fang Zijun with lightning speed.

The whole process was incredibly smooth and simple.

However, this was also a natural result after Meng Zhao and Fang Han had laid out many steps.

Fang Zijun was not without the power to resist, but his heart was drawn to Qi Fang, and he paid less than 10% attention to Meng Zhao, so he was naturally less vigilant.

Moreover, although Fang Zijun possesses a fairly robust internal strength, he is inept at combat and is essentially a fat man who can't fight. If he were to encounter a master like Meng Zhao, he probably wouldn't last more than a few moves in a head-on fight, let alone withstand a sneak attack.

After subduing Fang Zijun, Meng Zhao lightly chopped at her neck, knocking her unconscious. He then went to Qi Fang, untied the ropes binding her, and said...

"Next, proceed according to plan. Remember, no matter what happens, don't panic. Our plan is comprehensive. Although there was a slight unexpected event, we can definitely control it."

Qi Fang nodded. These days, she had been cultivating the Void Cloud Force, and with the cultivation of various cloud formations, her physical strength had also increased significantly. Although it was strenuous to lift an adult like Fang Zijun, it wasn't impossible.

She dragged Fang Zijun and hid in a corner of the local temple.

Immediately, Meng Zhao took a deep breath, and with each breath, dense clouds of mist were released from his body, spreading throughout the entire earth temple in a very short time, and then spreading outwards.

Wenbo, Fanghao, Fangyong and others were waiting outside. Before long, they saw a misty white fog spreading out from the earth god temple.

This scene startled everyone, especially since Fang Zijun was still inside.

Fang Han feigned extreme surprise.
"What, what's going on?"

Because the situation happened so suddenly, and no one knew what had happened, Wenbo, Fanghao, Fangyong and the others did not suspect him for the time being.

Wenbo shouted loudly,
"Something's wrong inside! Fang Hao, Fang Yong, you two stay outside, the rest of you come with me and rush in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wenbo moved like an arrow, smashing the dilapidated door of the earth god temple with a loud bang and bursting inside.

Beside him were eight guards, all of whom practiced internal martial arts. However, their internal strength was generally shallow and their internal strength was of a low grade. They had some martial arts skills, but they were not particularly powerful.

Upon entering the Earth God Temple, they felt as if they had ascended to a heavenly palace and entered a cloud bridge. All around them, the clouds and mist obscured their surroundings, making it impossible to see clearly or discern directions.

Meng Zhao had already silently approached these people, and with a flick of his right hand, several silver needles shot out silently, landing on the eight guards.

These people couldn't even groan before they collapsed to the ground and died suddenly.

This scene was also witnessed by Wenbo.

He realized something instantly.

This cloud of mist must be a characteristic of some kind of internal martial arts technique. Once it is unleashed, it can isolate the consciousness and vision of others, but the person who releases it will not be affected. On the contrary, because of the existence of this cloud of mist, they will have control over the entire situation and the overall situation.

He is even more powerful than those with superhuman eyesight and super hearing.

This is precisely the situation of one side gaining and the other losing.

In martial arts battles, timing, location, and human factors are all crucial. Meng Zhao believed that he had created a favorable combination of timing and location for himself.

In addition, his martial arts skills are superb, making him a truly formidable opponent.

In the blink of an eye, Wenbo had already figured out a solution. He mustered all his strength and transformed it into a giant wave that crashed in all directions.

In an instant, countless streams of energy surged forth, and palm prints with distinct palm lines formed in the clouds and mist. As the energy surged, it dispersed the clouds and mist.

This revealed the traces within the entire Earth God Temple.

The sleazy, despicable gambler who had previously seemed like a complete scoundrel now stood with his hands behind his back, leisurely about three zhang away from him.

He possessed an extraordinary air about him, befitting a martial arts master. (End of Chapter)