If Not for the Charge Known to Be Doomed, How Could This Beautiful World Deserve Light!

"Two months? You're quite confident in him!"

The garage owner chuckled, pulling out two silver dollar coupons. "I'll bet a month and a half. After all, I watched him grow up. These twenty dollars are for you to have a drink."

"Then I won't be polite."

The tall, thin man grinned, snatching the two tickets. They were clearly as good as his.

"Speaking of which, this kid's talent is truly incredible. Even if two months is a bit of an exaggeration, if he trains for half a year, he might actually be able to go further after reaching Manifest Strength's peak, rivaling those peerless prodigies...

Tsk, invincible Manifest Strength at twenty years old. I never even dared to dream of such a thing. To witness the rise of such a prodigy with my own eyes!"

The tall, thin man sighed, a hint of wistfulness in his voice.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. This step isn't easy to achieve. Many geniuses have spent a year or two trying desperately, only to make no progress at all."

The garage owner shook his head. "Besides, wasn't everyone a genius in their youth? When I was young, I also reached Manifest Strength's peak at nineteen. Arrogant and eager to advance further, I spent over half a year trying without any progress, and only then did I start focusing on Heart-Mind Unity."

Just then, the door to the quiet room creaked open, and Huo Yuanhong walked out.

"You finished practicing so quickly? Don't you want to train more?" The garage owner was taken aback.

"I'm a bit tired. I'm going back to rest."

Huo Yuanhong said.

"That makes sense." The garage owner suddenly realized. "I almost forgot, you had a fight with Old Ghost Luo tonight. You should get some rest. Come on, let's go back to sleep."

"Okay. Oh, right, I kind of damaged the wall inside. Should I pay for it..."

"What's there to pay for? It's just a bit of paint scraped off. I'll just repaint it myself."

The garage owner said with a wry smile.

"You really don't want me to pay? Then... I'll be going?"

Huo Yuanhong seemed a little guilty.

"Go on, go on."

The garage owner was utterly perplexed, wondering why Huo Yuanhong was so concerned about the wall.

After watching his retreating figure disappear, he picked up a bucket of paint and entered the quiet room with the tall, thin man.

"Let me see where the paint is chipped... Oh, it's here... here... here..."

The garage owner's voice suddenly stammered as he stared blankly at the wall in front of him. The bucket of paint in his hand clattered to the ground, spilling everywhere, but he didn't seem to notice.

"What's wrong?"

The tall, thin man walked over, confused.

"Ultimate... ultimate..."

The garage owner muttered unconsciously, his eyes unfocused, as if he had encountered something utterly unbelievable, as if his soul had been snatched away.

"Ultimate? What ultimate?"

The tall, thin man was even more bewildered.

"Ah Hong... Huo Yuanhong... He... he might have... perhaps... possibly... reached Ultimate Manifest Strength? And truly reached Ultimate Manifest Strength?!"

The garage owner's voice was filled with disbelief and shock, so much so that he sounded almost numb.

"Oh, ultimate is ultimate... What?! Wait, what did you say? Clearly Manifest... Ultimate Manifest Strength!???"

The tall, thin man was completely stunned.

What the heck, is the boss hallucinating?

How long has Huo Yuanhong been in there practicing? Not even half an hour, and he's already reached Ultimate Manifest Strength?

Is he even speaking human language?

The tall, thin man walked to the wall, looked down, and then reached out to poke it, and then...

He also froze!

Looking at the powder on his finger, his eyes were vacant, as if he had seen a ghost.

This level of destructive power could only be achieved by masters of Heart-Mind Unity, but Huo Yuanhong clearly hadn't even begun Heart-Mind Unity.

So...

There was only one possibility!

"Ultimate, Ultimate Manifest Strength..."

The garage owner's voice trembled.

He could actually witness firsthand the birth of a martial arts anomaly, a monster who surpassed peerless prodigies.

The tall, thin man also finally came to his senses, a look of pleasant surprise on his face. "Good, good, that's great! If we have Huo Yuanhong reaching Ultimate Manifest Strength, our chances of winning might be as high as thirty percent!"

"Old Six, our wager with the Red Robe Society, is it on the afternoon of the 12th?"

The garage owner suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"Yes, why?" The tall, thin man asked, puzzled.

"Change the time to the morning."

The boss of the car dealership's tone was unquestionable.

The tall, thin man paused and said hesitantly, "Should I go inform Huo Yuanhong?"

"No need. Don't let him know."

The car dealership boss waved his hand.

"But... if he doesn't come, we'll be back in a situation where we have a one-in-nine chance of survival..."

The tall, thin man's voice was hoarse as he spoke with difficulty.

"He can't come."

The car dealership boss took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. He then handed it to the tall, thin man, exhaling smoke rings. "The Red Robe Society is powerful. Even with him here, we still can't win. Instead, we'd drag him down..."

"We old guys have exhausted our potential. This is as far as we'll go in this life. But Huo Yuanhong is different. Manifest Strength at its peak at nineteen years old! Even if he can't reach beyond Transforming Strength, there's a great hope he'll become a Transforming Strength expert!"

"We can't drag down a martial arts prodigy like him. We can't take even the slightest risk!"

"At that time, I'll use a forbidden technique to go all out and take the Red Robe Society's leader and Old Ghost Luo with me. You're fast, so snatch the Tiger Blood Grass and charge out immediately!"

"Even if we die, we must deliver the medicine to Huo Yuanhong!"

The car dealership boss said fiercely.

He knew Huo Yuanhong's family background. Once he reached the Heart-Mind Unity stage, he would most likely not be able to obtain top-tier medicinal herbs.

Without top-tier medicinal herbs, it was easy to develop flaws. These flaws were like missing bricks in a foundation; they would become increasingly influential as his realm grew, eventually trapping him at Hidden Strength and making him unable to reach Transforming Strength!

This top-tier Spirit Nourishment medicinal herb, if he took it himself, would only allow him to advance further in the Inner Three Harmonies. Hidden Strength would still be a long shot. But if Huo Yuanhong took it, Hidden Strength would be a guaranteed outcome, and there would be great hope for him to reach Transforming Strength!

"Do you know... yesterday, Old Fifth's child was bullied at school again. He was mocked by classmates as the child of a stinky rickshaw puller. The children of our other brothers have also encountered trouble, more or less..."

"These brothers left us too soon, entrusting their children to me. But I've never had the ability to take good care of them, to let them grow up with their heads held high. I can't even stand up for them..."

"Why?"

The car dealership boss's voice was a little hoarse.

"It's because the Chauffeur's Association doesn't have Hidden Strength! And in Jinmen, without Hidden Strength, you have no voice!"

"But it will be different from now on. If our Chauffeur's Association has a Hidden Strength master, or even a Transforming Strength master who surpasses Hidden Strength, who the hell would dare to call us stinky rickshaw pullers?! Who the hell would dare to bully our brothers' children?!"

"Old Second, Old Third, Old Fifth, and many more brothers who left us earlier – their children will be able to walk in the sunlight with their heads held high in the future, because behind them, there will be a powerful Chauffeur's Association! A Hidden Strength martial artist! A Transforming Strength master!"

As he spoke, the car dealership boss looked at his sixth brother again. "Are you afraid of death?"

"Afraid? Afraid of what!"

The tall, thin man took a deep drag of his cigarette, his eyes a little red. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Back then, our seven brothers came to Jinmen to make a living. Now, only the two of us are still alive. I've lived long enough. I just don't want to die so miserably! It's good now. Before we die, we can see a martial arts prodigy from our place. We can brag about it when we get below!"

"You truly are my brother."

The car dealership boss patted the tall, thin man's shoulder, smiling happily, as if he hadn't realized he was about to die. "Trading our two old bones for a future guaranteed Hidden Strength expert with a chance at Transforming Strength, and a bright future for our brothers' children – it's worth it!"

"Big Brother, do you think... if the Chauffeur's Association really becomes a major power in the future, will our names be recorded in history?"

The tall, thin man suddenly asked with anticipation.

"Yes, we definitely will be." The car dealership boss said with a smile, not puncturing the tall, thin man's last shred of hope.

To be recorded in history, how difficult that was. If Huo Yuanhong could grow smoothly to Transforming Strength, perhaps an inconspicuous surname might be recorded in history.

But for the two of them...

No need to even think about it!

Of course, he also knew that his sixth brother had only mentioned it on a whim.

They established the Chauffeur's Association, opened this car dealership, and desperately protected the poor under the suppression of the various influential families in Jinmen. They weren't doing it for fame in history, nor did they dare to hope for it.

They...

Just wanted to fight for a breath of dignity.

They just hoped that their future descendants could live like proper human beings.

The car dealership boss's eyes grew distant, as if he could see the decadent high-rise buildings and concessions in the far distance.

"Without a charge that is known to be doomed, how can this beautiful world be worthy of light!"

"We won't see it, but in the future, Ah Hong and the others will surely see it! During festivals, burn more paper for us, and tell them more about their world. That will be enough..."