Something Strange Seems to Have Gotten Mixed In!

Instructor Little Li stared at the sword at his feet. It was so shiny, and it was even sharpened!

Moreover, under bright light, the blade can reflect a dazzling light with a "clang"! Just by looking at it, it's a peerless sword capable of cutting a hair in two.

"Wouldn't it kill someone if they got a tattoo on their body?" Instructor Little Li was extremely worried.

If it's just acting, there's no need to use real weapons, right? Although I've heard that some perverted film crews use real weapons to create a sense of realism, at least they're not sharpened!

So, Instructor Little Li quickly exclaimed, "Wait a minute, kid, have you misunderstood something? I'm not Little White, and I'm not an actor either. If this is a theater, I'm just an extra who accidentally wandered in and doesn't know the truth!"

However... if the Young Man in Blue hadn't been tickled on his 'G-spot'—oops!—and hadn't hit the key word, he wouldn't have stopped to change the plot.

"Little White, take this!" The Young Man in Blue robe raised his sword and instantly moved in front of Instructor Little Li. Then, with a flick of his wrist, the sword light split into three, and three sword flowers pierced towards Instructor Little Li's shoulder, abdomen, and thigh.

Instructor Little Li was just an ordinary person and couldn't dodge the Young Man in Blue in the Young Man in Blue's swift sword. He stood there like a wooden puppet, taking the blow without flinching.

Then, blood splattered from his shoulder, abdomen, and thigh...

Pain!

Then, Instructor Little Li collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony—"What the hell is going on? What grudge do I have against you? Why did you come up here and stab me with a sword?"

Fortunately, the Young Man in Blue only had Little White practice swordsmanship with him and did not kill him. He only used the tip of his sword to slightly pierce the muscle and break the skin.

The Young Man in Blue robe sheathed his sword and looked at the lifeless Instructor Little Li, with a puzzled expression. "Huh? Little White, why didn't you dodge?"

What are you trying to dodge? I can't even see the sword clearly!

"Waaah..." Instructor Little Li cried out in distress. It is said that a grown man does not easily shed tears, but today Instructor Little Li himself did not know why, he suddenly felt extremely sad and aggrieved, and burst into tears.

Perhaps it's because of the memory I've lost? It feels like I've suffered a great deal of injustice during the time I lost my memory? So, coupled with being stabbed for no reason now, the sadness is instinctively uncontrollable?

Instructor Little Li wanted to stop crying because he felt ashamed that he, a grown man, was crying so bitterly, especially in front of a child.

But the more he tried to stop the crying, the louder it became. Soon, tears blurred his vision, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Seeing him crying so bitterly, the Young Man in Blue froze. Then, he rushed to Instructor Little Li's side anxiously and asked, "Little White, Little White, what's wrong?"

As he spoke, the Young Man in Blue reached out and gently touched the three bleeding wounds on Instructor Little Li.

The bleeding stopped.

"I'm not Little White, I'm not!" Instructor Little Li choked back tears—I am Li Xihua, flight instructor Li Xihua!

"Little White, do you not want to practice swordsmanship?" The Young Man in Blue was 'triggered' and entered the next story mode.

"Then I'll teach you something else today, and we can spar on something new tomorrow. Didn't you tell me last time that you wanted to learn boxing? Shall I teach you boxing?" the Young Man in Blue robe asked.

This story mode is similar to the one where the Young Man in Blue taught Song Shuhang the basics of swordsmanship in a 'True Illusion'.

"I don't want to, I want to go home!" Instructor Little Li replied.

However, the Young Man in Blue ignored him completely. Instead, he reached out and gently pulled Instructor Little Li up from the ground.

"Watch closely, Little White! This is basic boxing!" With that, the Young Man in Blue demonstrated a set of boxing techniques in front of Instructor Little Li.

For cultivators, this is a very common, mainstream Foundation Foundation-Building Fist Technique. It's the same kind of 'Body-Tempering Fist' that the Medicine Master initially wanted to teach Song Shuhang. However, after the Medicine Master accepted the Poison Dragon Grass, he changed his teaching method to 'Vajra Foundation Fist' for Song Shuhang.

After finishing his demonstration, the Young Man in Blue turned around and looked at Instructor Little Li: "Did you remember it?"

Instructor Little Li was completely bewildered. What? What should I write down?

It's not like calisthenics; you can't learn it by watching it once.

Even with radio calisthenics, you have to watch it several times and then follow along several times to learn it!

"Remember this, shall we practice our fist techniques?" The Young Man in Blue smiled brightly.

Instructor Little Li roared, "What? I didn't remember any of it!"

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than the Young Man in Blue pounced on him like a tiger descending a mountain, punching him in the head.

Instructor Little Li only felt everything go black before his eyes... and he promptly fainted on the ground, unconscious.

However, even after he collapsed to the ground, the Young Man in Blue showed no intention of letting him go.

Fists rained down, mercilessly whipping the corpse, just like what happened to the 'Puppet Substitute' of Helm Master Jing Mo back then.

Fortunately, the Young Man in Blue switched to boxing halfway through; if it had been a sword... Instructor Little Li would have been riddled with holes.

The unconscious Instructor Little Li, kept groaning in pain, his body curled up like a shrimp in agony.

It hurts so much, it hurts so much, is this hell?

*********************

He didn't know how much time had passed before Song Shuhang woke up from his coma.

"Hiss hiss hiss..." Upon waking up, he found his entire body burning with pain.

"Shuhang, you're awake." Beside him, Senior White was placing his hand on him, and a stream of pure spiritual energy was being channeled into Shuhang's body.

Song Shuhang felt his pain and injuries healing rapidly under the influence of spiritual energy.

Senior White has finally finished his seclusion! Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Shuhang, what happened while I was in seclusion? Why do you look like you've been struck by lightning? When I found you, your whole body was charred black?" Senior White asked, frowning.

"It's nothing, nothing at all! I just suddenly had a bad idea and stuck my finger into the power plug, and I got an electric shock." Song Shuhang told a white lie...

"Is that so?" Senior White was skeptical, then he asked, "What happened to Instructor Little Li over there? When I found him, he was badly injured, beaten up, and looked like he was about to die. Luckily, I found him in time and gave him some treatment."

Song Shuhang sighed, "So, Instructor Little Li couldn't escape this calamity after all?" Then, with a sigh, Shuhang said, "Alas, it's because Instructor Little Li was just rescued from the America by True Lord Yellow Mountain's subordinates. It's pitiful, America. He must have suffered a lot of abuse there. It's all my fault. I dragged the wrong person into this, causing Instructor Little Li to suffer so much."

Senior White nodded again, still somewhat doubtful.

"By the way, Senior White, when True Lord Yellow Mountain's subordinates brought Instructor Little Li here, they said there were some problems with Instructor Little Li's memory erasure. They didn't completely erase Instructor Little Li's memories with 'America.' So, we would like to ask Senior White to take action and erase Instructor Little Li's memories again to avoid leaving any traces," Song Shuhang said, recalling his Senior Brother Zhou's words.

Senior White nodded and said, "I'll give it a try. Actually, I'm not very good at erasing memories."

Furthermore, repeatedly deleting a person's memories within a short period of time can cause unavoidable damage to their brain.

As they were talking, Venerable White came to Instructor Little Li's side and placed his hand on his head.

The memory-erasing spell was cast again, rewriting Instructor Little Li's memory back to the moment on July 9th when he met the two wealthy students.

"Done, but... the previous memories weren't completely erased, so there might be some fragments left. But it shouldn't be a problem," Senior White clapped his hands and replied.

"What if he suddenly remembers those fragments of memory one day?" Song Shuhang asked with some concern. He was afraid that Instructor Little Li might suddenly recall the memories of being abused by the America and then be overwhelmed with unbearable pain.

"As long as he isn't stimulated, he shouldn't remember." Senior White wasn't sure either, because erasing memories wasn't his forte.

"Never mind, I hope he can live a happy life from now on," Song Shuhang thought to himself.

These past few days must have been absolutely terrible for Instructor Little Li.

It's 9:23 AM.

Senior White, piloting his flying sword, carried Song Shuhang, Instructor Little Li, and some suitcases to the 'underground parking lot' in the Jiangnan Region.

A few days ago, True Lord Yellow Mountain's agent called to say that all the cars had arrived and they were just waiting for Song Shuhang to come and verify them when he had some free time.

Today, Shuhang was preparing to return to Wenzhou City with Senior White, so he called the agent and asked him to come over to complete the verification and sign the contract.

This batch of vehicles totals thirty-one, and like the previous batch, they come in various brands, price ranges, and models.

Just like last time, all the cars here are registered under Song Shuhang's name. The vehicle registration certificates all bear Song Shuhang's name.

Song Shuhang surveyed the parking lot; the second batch of cars were mostly luxury cars, including several sports cars.

Wait, it seems like something strange has gotten mixed in with this batch of vehicles!

Song Shuhang stared at three particularly eye-catching vehicles among the pile of luxury cars. They were large and had a wild design—a tractor, a small excavator, and a bulldozer...

"These three vehicles, were they also sent to us by Mr. Huang Wenzhong?" Song Shuhang asked, sweating.

"Yes, all of these are goods ordered by Mr. Huang Wenzhong." The agent wiped the sweat from his forehead and said—to be honest, he was also dumbfounded when he first saw the tractors, excavators and bulldozers on the contract.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work." Song Shuhang sighed and finally signed his name on the contract.

The agent beamed – this trip alone would net him several million!

After True Lord Yellow Mountain's representative left, Song Shuhang stretched and said, "Senior White, let's choose a car and drive to Wenzhou City. Oh, and we still need to take Instructor Little Li back to the flight school first!"