New Mexico, a certain small town.
Getting out of a yellow taxi, Jingtian earnestly pulled out his wallet, counted a few bills, and handed them to the young driver beside him.
That guy had forcefully taken him as a disciple, yet not only did he not have a single cent on him, he even made Jingtian pay the fare? Seriously, enough already!
It made the hand he used to take out the money tremble slightly.
Sigh. He had really met the wrong person. How had he run into such an unreliable master?
He looked back at that fellow who called himself Xu Fu, and right now the bastard was leisurely tasting wine by the window!
His real name was Xu Fu, he called himself Emperor Shitian, he was the Eighth Ring of the Ten Rings, a renowned figure in the martial world, and had once been the mastermind behind turmoil in the martial world.
This time, when he returned to East Country, everything had changed.
He had originally planned to discuss attacking Kunlun with a man named Zhao Shen. He had even chosen the location. No need for ceremony; everyone could keep it low-key and just step onto that Eastern something Pearl.
For this, he had even composed a poem titled "Climbing High to Gaze at Kunlun."
Unfortunately, who knew which bastard had leaked the news, causing those little brats from S.P.E.A.R. to chase him until there was no road to heaven and no door into the earth.
Hatred!
Heaven could bear witness—he clearly had not done anything yet. His evil plan had not even begun, so why were those people biting like rabbits driven red-eyed?
This was bad. Not good at all!
"Bu Jingyun, A Xing, Iron Fist, Chun-Li, Leng Feng, Ma Xianhong... this humiliation, I, Emperor Shitian, will