Although Zhao Jianchen had been taken hostage by Zhang Chengxiang back then, he had not truly suffered much abuse—only a little hardship.
Even so, he had hunted Li Xiao's family for years.
But when his father fell from power, he truly plunged from the clouds into the mire. He had suffered who knew how much torment, until even his original face had been ruined.
Those enemies of mine, just wait... Once this old man masters the arts, I'll make every last one of you pay dearly!
He secretly clenched his fists, having long sworn vengeance.
Zhao Jianchen could also be considered fortunate. Amid his misfortune, he had actually met a Daoist of the demonic sect.
That Daoist called himself Bat Duke. He was a man who truly possessed magical arts, and he had taken in several disciples.
His eldest disciple was the itinerant Daoist who had been slain by the sword hero back then!
His second disciple was this Nangong Jie.
Bat Duke had sent both disciples to the Zhao Family because he harbored an enormous scheme. He knew the Zhao Family possessed a treasure, yet did not know what it looked like or where the family had hidden it. Thus, he repeatedly dispatched his disciples to investigate.
He had even spent decades on it, pouring no small amount of effort into the matter.
After learning this, Zhao Jianchen volunteered himself as a helper.
After all, he was extremely familiar with the Zhao residence. With his face ruined, nobody could recognize him anymore, and he possessed some martial skill himself. With Nangong Jie's help, he successfully infiltrated the Zhao residence and became a guard.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his heart: help Bat Duke accomplish this great undertaking, so that he could enter the man's school,