Escaping a Calamity

Wang Jianming's white brows furrowed deeply. He had no idea what trick that old fellow was playing.

But when he saw the video playing on the tablet, he froze.

The video was surveillance footage from a KTV. Scene after scene within it was too vile to behold, accompanied by girls' sobs and screams, men's agonized cries...

And the culprit was none other than his most beloved grandnephew, Wang Peng!

"This is fake, absolutely fake! Don't try to fool me with fabricated videos!" Wang Jianming still refused to believe it.

"Keep watching."

Wang Daoyi said nothing more. With a casual swipe, he started the next video.

The second video was likewise surveillance footage, except this time the location was a bar. Wang Peng, along with seven or eight subordinates, was committing the same vile acts.

"That's impossible! That's impossible!" Wang Jianming could not believe it.

Wang Daoyi said, "My Martial Hall spent no small effort recovering this deleted material. You may choose not to believe other things, but anything this Daoist presents will never be falsified."

The tablet was filled with irrefutable evidence, recounting all the evil deeds Wang Peng had committed over the past six months.

Wang Daoyi had appeared in person because he wanted Wang Jianming to understand that all of this was fact, not something fabricated by others.

Wang Jianming watched the clips one after another. His breathing became completely disordered, his aged body trembling as though he could barely catch his breath.

Wang Daoyi patted his shoulder and consoled him, "Old Wang, anger harms the body. It's normal for young people to make a few mistakes. They're dead now, so don't take it too much to heart."

"Get lost!"

Wang Jianming roared.

As his words fell, Wang Daoyi did not leave. Instead, Wang Jianming himself flicked his sleeve and departed. Unable to bear the blow, he vanished directly into the air with a flash.

"Heh..."

Wang Daoyi watched Wang Jianming's figure disappear into the distance and could not help smiling, looking every bit like an old mischievous child.

Then, one second later, he resumed the solemn appearance of an enlightened master and announced loudly, "This matter is settled. It was all a misunderstanding. Everyone, get back to whatever you were doing. Disperse."

With that, he too vanished into the air.

Outside the Border Wall, Qin Heng stood on the ground, and the heart he had been holding in his throat finally settled completely.

He had not even noticed that the clothes on his back were soaked. He had broken out in a cold sweat just now.

The pressure of Grandmaster Wang Jianming was truly terrifying. Even Fu Yuntai, a Great Martial Master, had not dared to breathe too loudly beside him, much less Qin Heng, who was only an Elementary Martial Warrior and had borne the greatest pressure in the entire scene alone.

Luckily, luckily...

Hall Master Wang Daoyi had stepped in and resolved this calamity for him.

Otherwise, there truly would have been death and no life!

Although Wang Jianming might not have let the matter go and could still cause trouble later, Qin Heng had at least escaped danger for the time being.

Fu Yuntai walked over and said with a sigh of relief, "At least it didn't turn into the ugliest possible situation. You two, get back in the vehicle. Qin Heng, keep a lower profile from now on. Don't wander around outside for a while, lest Old Wang's subordinates harm you."

"Yes. Thank you for the reminder, sir." Qin Heng nodded solemnly.

Wang Jianming had withdrawn this time, but his subordinates, disciples, and fans were no joke either.

He had only just barely kept his life. If a bunch of lackeys killed him afterward, he would not even have a place to cry about it.

When Qin Heng returned to the vehicle, Huang Jiancheng and the others all came over to congratulate and reassure him.

Qin Heng felt as though every bone in his body had been pulled out. He lay half-reclined in the seat, limp and powerless, his eyes shut, not wanting to say a single word.

Bzz, bzz~

At that moment, his phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that he had received a text message.

Zhong Wanshan: After working all day, I finally wasn't late. Staying alive is what matters. Report in on time on the 30th, and bring your parents and little girlfriend.

Qin Heng's heart stirred.

Working all day...

Could it be...

He hurriedly asked, "Teacher Zhong, did you go help gather evidence of Wang Peng's crimes?"

Although he did not know the full story, he had gathered from the earlier conversation that Wang Jianming likely did not know what Wang Peng was truly like. That was why he had been so forceful in seeking revenge for his grandnephew.

But after Wang Daoyi took out the tablet, Wang Jianming's attitude had changed in an instant. He had seemed embarrassed and enraged, as though his old face had nowhere to rest, which was why he had hurriedly fled the scene.

From this, it was clear that the video files on that tablet had to be immensely convincing!

Combined with Zhong Wanshan's message, it was not hard to see that this was the result of Zhong Wanshan's entire day of effort.

Zhong Wanshan replied without explaining anything, merely saying, "No need to thank me. Just do more for the Martial Hall in the future."

That simple, ordinary sentence moved Qin Heng deeply.

He had not even officially become a student of the Heavenly Dao Martial Hall yet, but the Heavenly Dao Martial Hall was already protecting him so conscientiously. Even Hall Master Wang Daoyi, that old immortal-like figure, had personally stepped in.

This Martial Hall was not only enormously wealthy; its attitude toward its students was also the best among the Four Great Martial Halls!

No wonder it could become the foremost of the world's Four Great Martial Halls. That ranking had not come out of thin air!

The convoy set off again and entered the Border Wall through the checkpoint.

Inspections at the checkpoint were extremely strict. Everyone had to get out of the vehicles for machine scans and examinations of their mental fluctuations by martial arts experts, preventing Monsters and people controlled by Monsters from entering the Base City.

The vehicles were treated the same way. Every corner was carefully scanned, with not the slightest detail dared to be overlooked.

By the time Qin Heng and the others got back into the vehicle and drove toward the Martial Warrior Alliance Tower, the sky was completely dark.

"Qin Heng, have you recovered?" Huang Jiancheng patted Qin Heng's shoulder.

Qin Heng felt much better now. He nodded and said, "Yeah. The crisis is over. I feel much more comfortable."

Huang Jiancheng said, "As the saying goes, surviving a great disaster brings future blessings. You've crossed this great tribulation, so perhaps you're about to ascend to heaven in broad daylight. If you're not in a hurry to head back tonight, how about we have a meal together?"

Jin Wenxin immediately said, "Yeah, yeah. We're all Martial Warriors now, and we may be very busy in the future. We probably won't have many chances to meet again. Let's have a meal and some drinks together, and bring a perfect close to this journey we took together."

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

Zhao Dongxing and the others all voiced their approval.

After giving it some thought, Qin Heng nodded. "Alright, this meal is on me!"

"Haha, that's exactly what we were waiting to hear!" everyone laughed.

Before long, the vehicles stopped in the parking lot of the Martial Warrior Alliance Tower.

Under Fu Yuntai's lead, the eighty-nine people who had passed the assessment walked into a hall.

"Let's take a commemorative group photo."

Every month, a group of people took part in the assessment. The Martial Warrior Alliance would photograph them for its records and preserve the images in the Alliance's Book of Time.

Of course, before the group photo, they would first be issued their Martial Warrior Identification Cards.

This was a special form of identification. Once they received it, their old identification cards would be destroyed, and they would no longer be ordinary people.

At the moment they received their Martial Warrior Identification Cards, the staff told Qin Heng and the others, "Congratulations. From this day onward, you are Martial Warriors, humanity's strongest weapons. You are the shields of the Base City and the sharp swords in humanity's hands. When your people need you, we hope you will be fearless, press forward courageously, and fight for humanity!"

"We shall not shrink from our duty!" everyone declared in unison, their voices full and forceful, fervent with righteous passion.

Fighting for humanity was the shared mission of every Martial Warrior!

Humanity's current situation was far from good. Their homeland was small, their resources scarce. Countless Martial Warriors needed to work together to open up the wilderness and kill enemy beasts, so they could reclaim the glory of the past bit by bit!

This process would be incomparably long. Sixty years had passed, and the seniors before them had completed only a portion of it.

But what remained unfinished was even greater! Even harder! Even more arduous!

Perhaps they would spend their entire lives as nothing more than the weakest Elementary Martial Warriors.

But even a single screw had an indispensable use.

Whether they would become Hunters in the wilderness, guard the Border Wall, or do behind-the-scenes work within the Base City in the future.

In short, every Martial Warrior had to strive.

Only when all stood united could humanity revive!