News of Yanxing Gate's destruction swept through the entire Southern Yue Territory like a sudden storm in a short time.
Countless people received this earth-shaking news.
Some were stunned, some shocked, some delighted—everyone felt differently about it.
"Eh! Good! Yanxing Gate has been destroyed!"
"Haha! Yanxing Gate has been destroyed!"
In a certain city, a disheveled old beggar on the street heard the news and burst into laughter. He took off running, raised both hands, and kept shouting those words over and over as he ran.
He plunged headfirst into a pond and struggled back up, his hair scattered and soaked, both hands covered in yellow mud. Yet his aged, wrinkled face was full of wild laughter!
"Yanxing Gate is gone!"
"Yanxing Gate is gone!"
He clapped and laughed, staggering onward as he shouted those words, disappearing at the far end of the crowd that hurriedly made way for him.
"Who was that? What happened? Did he go mad with joy?"
"Heh, only older people probably remember this. Don't be fooled by how miserable that old beggar looks, starving one meal and eating the next. Many years ago, he was the young master of the greatest City Lord in this city!"
"What happened afterward? How did he end up like this?"
"I don't know the details. They say that when the old beggar was young, he was also a famous dandy. Then one day, while teasing a respectable woman, he offended an Immortal from Yanxing Gate. His entire family was wiped out. Of the more than a hundred members of his clan, only he remained. They say that Immortal from Yanxing Gate wanted him to live, to spend the rest of his life as a beggar as punishment. The City Lord Mansion was even ordered to keep watch over him