Surviving in the chaos of battle, I'm grinding for proficiency.

A young constable saw the fire that had started at the Duanlang Gang's residence from afar.

His heart skipped a beat:

"Oh no, this is a place that the higher-ups specifically instructed us to take good care of!"

He and his master were assigned to this area in order to "facilitate" the Duanlang Gang.

How could we allow something to happen right under his nose?

The young constable was anxious and was about to call for help to put out the fire.

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from afar.

You'd better think this through.

The voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The young constable stiffly raised his head.

Before him stood a mysterious dark figure.

His heart started pounding the moment he saw the shadowy figure.

I felt like I was being locked in place by some kind of energy!

Hidden force, absolutely hidden force!

The young constable's mouth was dry, his throat was itchy, and he could barely speak.

Go any further, and you'll definitely die!

"Shunzi, what are you doing here?" the old constable asked, puzzled.

Even though there was no one in front of him, Shunzi was trembling like a leaf.

In an instant, the intense fear that Shunzi felt dissipated somewhat.

He forced himself to stay alert and said anxiously:

"Master, there was a hidden force lurking around here earlier. I suspect it was him who burned down the Duanlang Gang, trying to destroy the clues!"

"We absolutely cannot let him succeed; we must find someone to put out the fire immediately!"

Suddenly, a pair of hands pressed down on Shunzi's arms.

The old constable stared intently at him:

"Don't go anywhere, just stay here!"

Seeing Shunzi's puzzled look, the old constable whispered:

"With a monthly salary of only one tael, what kind of life are you living?"

That's a master of internal energy cultivation! Are you tired of living? He could kill you with one hand!

Shunzi opened his mouth:

"So what do we do?"

The old constable said leisurely:

"Wait until the fire is completely burned before putting it out. That way, we won't fail in our duty, nor will we displease that expert."

"If anyone asks you in the future, just say it was an accident, and don't say anything more."

"Remember this, kid. You'll learn the ways of survival for a constable in your spare time!"

Shunzi nodded thoughtfully.

Not far away, the dark figures hidden by the trees slowly receded.

……

After leaving the Broken Wave Gang, the shadowy figure took off all his black clothes and black mask and burned them.

Beneath the mask was a cold and stern face.

It was Li Chuan!

After cleaning up his tracks, Li Chuan returned home.

He only breathed a sigh of relief the moment he entered Li's shop and closed the door.

By the moonlight, Li Chuan noticed a figure standing before him.

Without saying a word, Li Nian stuffed a cloth bag into his clothes and said urgently:

"Achuan, take Aqing and these things, run!"

Li Chuan's heart tightened:

"Where did you run off to? And what happened?"

Li Nian quickened his pace, clearly anxious:

"Of course we're hiding from the Broken Wave Gang's pursuit. Do you think they'll let us go?"

"Your mother and I can't escape, you all need to get out of here!"

Li Chuan was moved, but also found it funny.

He gently comforted her:

"Grandpa, the Duanlang Gang won't come looking for us anymore."

"The Broken Wave Gang must..." Li Nian's expression suddenly turned to astonishment, "What?"

"Ah Chuan, you mean you've wiped out the entire Duanlang Gang?!"

Li Chuan nodded.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Li Nian's chest heaved violently, and he took several deep breaths of cold air, but he still felt unsatisfied.

He shakily pulled a cigarette from his pocket.

In fact, after Li Chuan broke through to the Ming Jin level, he no longer needed his family's support, but he still couldn't bear to smoke.

He always thought about saving more money, just in case Li Chuan needed it sometime.

Old people are always like this, never thinking of themselves.

After lighting his pipe, Li Nian took two puffs before calming down a little.

He exhaled clouds of mist, feeling as if he had survived a catastrophe.

To be honest, nobody wants to die, and he was no exception.

He wanted to live.

I want to see Li Chuan succeed, get married, have children, and live a happy life.

Li Nian raised his head and looked directly into Li Chuan's eyes:

"Ah Chuan, the best decision I ever made was sending you to a martial arts school!"

Li Qing came out, nervously saying:

"Ah Chuan, did you really wipe out the entire Duanlang Gang?"

Li Chuan smiled and said:

"Brother, Wu Wenda pushed you to the ground, so I twisted his head off. That evens things out."

Li Chuan's tone was calm, but the content of his words brought tears to the eyes of this man as hard as stone.

Qin Sanfeng wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes:

"A-Chuan, I used to think that Father was biased and shouldn't have treated A-Qing like that, and I still think so even after you became Ming Jin."

"Now it seems, Dad was right."

Wang Xiumei looked at the smiling Li Chuan, but she always felt as if her heart was being gripped by someone.

She wanted to tell him he shouldn't have taken such a risk, but then she remembered that Li Chuan was doing it for his family.

For a moment, she felt both heartache and sorrow.

Mothers are always like this.

Li Chuan embraced Wang Xiumei and whispered:

"Mother, I'm perfectly fine. I don't even have a single wound on my body. You can see for yourself."

After calming Wang Xiumei down, his expression turned serious:

"Grandpa, this shop can't be kept. Although the Duanlang Gang is dead, the big shots behind them still want all the shops in this area."

"If we stay here and keep this shop, sooner or later there will be the Duanhai Gang and the Duanjiang Gang."

Li Nian agreed upon hearing this.

"I wanted to sell the shop later, but the Duanlang Gang wouldn't take it; they wanted our lives!"

Li Qing's eyes were filled with confusion:

"Ah Chuan, how will we make a living after selling the shop? Where will we live?"

Li Chuan pulled a large purse out of his pocket.

It contained a total of thirty taels of loose silver, all of which had been looted from the Duanlang Gang.

He immediately took out ten taels of silver:

"You don't need to worry about the money. Once you reach the Dark Force level, powerful forces will come to me for official positions. I can support you all on my own."

"Take this money and rent a place in the north of the city. Try to stay home as little as possible."

"After that, I will find a way to send you to the inner city, where there is true peace."

A hint of longing appeared in Wang Xiumei's eyes:

"I've never been to the inner city before. My son has really made something of himself..."

Qin Sanfeng murmured:

"I heard that the old man there eats six or seven kinds of steamed buns every morning, and they are never the same."

"If I could open a steamed bun shop there, wouldn't I make a fortune?"

Everyone laughed upon hearing this.

Li Nian shook his head and chuckled:

"Sanfeng, this is a classic case of an emperor using a golden hoe."

……

After daybreak, Li Chuan sold the shop and found them a safe house before returning to Songfeng Martial Arts School with peace of mind.

As soon as he entered the hall, he heard many disciples talking enthusiastically.

"Have you heard? The Broken Wave Gang in the outer city was wiped out by a mysterious figure, and even their houses were burned down!"

"The people inside were all charred beyond recognition, like giant charcoal!"

"If you ask me, this is karma. Didn't they also climb to power by stepping on the Iron Tiger Gang when they first appeared?"

"Ah! I wonder which great hero performed this act of kindness; I really want to see him in person!"

As Li Chuan walked by, all the disciples stood up nervously and bowed respectfully, saying:

"Good afternoon, Senior Brother Li!"

In just one day, news of Li Chuan's hidden strength spread throughout the entire Songfeng Martial Arts School.

Even those with inferior physical constitution can develop hidden strength with a single breakthrough.

He gained his master's favor and entered the inner courtyard as a disciple, which aroused the envy of countless young people.

In particular, many people with inferior aptitude, who were previously thought to have no hope of making a second attempt, were greatly inspired and their blood boiled with excitement.

Everyone wants to be the next Li Chuan.

Even more so, some people wanted to ask him for the secret to success!

Immediately, a disciple mustered his courage and asked loudly:

"Senior Brother Li, how did you get to this point?!"