Chapter 1: Wandering Journey-The Past and Present of Song Qingshu

Pain! Unbearable pain! Slowly, Song Qingshu emerged from unconsciousness, feeling as though every bone in his body had shattered. He couldn't even move a finger, and recalling the large truck that had collided head-on before he lost consciousness, a chill ran down his spine: "Could it be that I've been spared my life only to spend the rest of it paralyzed in bed?"

Is this a hospital? Song Qingshu opened his eyes, beginning to survey his surroundings. Thin green gauze drifted gently in the air, and in the center of the room, a white candle flickered, casting intermittent light and shadow. A gracefully poised woman sat facing away from him at the table, her chin propped on her hand, lost in thought.

The woman's features were concealed by her back, but in the dim candlelight, her simple and elegant blue robe gave her an eerie and mysterious aura. Song Qingshu thought to himself, what kind of hospital is this? Is there even no electricity? The room was arranged in such a gloomy manner, and that nurse sitting there resembled a female ghost. If it were someone timid, they would have been frightened to scream.

The woman in the blue robe seemed deeply absorbed in her thoughts, oblivious to the fact that the man in the bed had awoken. At this moment, a female nun knocked on the door and entered to report: "Leader, Zhang Wuji, the leader of the Ming Cult, requests an audience."

The woman in the blue robe's body trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure: "Men and women are distinct, and it is not suitable to meet at night. Send him away." While her tone was indifferent, a hint of ethereal beauty resonated in her clear voice, making it exceptionally pleasant to the ear.

Suddenly, a composed and clear male voice came through from outside: "I have some knowledge of medical arts and am willing to treat the injuries of Young Hero Song Qingshu, without any ulterior motives."

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Having been well-acquainted with the plotlines of Jin Yong's novels, Song Qingshu felt a chill run down his spine. He seemed to be embedded within the story. Could it be that he was truly the unfortunate Song Qingshu from "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber"?

Shaken by this realization, his thoughts, which had been muddled due to his injuries and subsequent unconsciousness, began to clear up. Slowly, Song Qingshu started to recollect the events that had transpired before, a wave of resentment surging within him.

Raised as an orphan, Song Qingshu had struggled and fought his way through society, ultimately building a substantial empire at a young age. He had believed he'd entered the upper echelons of society, only to encounter that woman.

She was remarkably beautiful and elegant, with numerous outstanding suitors vying for her attention. Yet, Song Qingshu had never regarded them as contenders until the appearance of another man.

That man hailed from a prominent family, radiating extraordinary charisma. Growing up together from childhood, they had reunited years later to find the other had become an exceptional figure.

Caught in the midst of their rivalry, the woman hesitated between the two men. In his bid to win her heart, Song Qingshu artfully devised numerous schemes and coincidences, continuously eliciting her sentiments. The balance gradually tilted in his favor.

Throughout this entire process, the other man merely observed events with detachment, until seizing the opportune moment to inadvertently reveal Song Qingshu's manipulations.

The woman realized that all her past emotions had been built on deception. Without a second thought, she turned away, leaving Song Qingshu eternally haunted by the disgust in her departing gaze. The echo of her parting words, "No matter how much you do, you can't compare to someone who does nothing," lingered in his ears.

In the presence of the woman, the other man maintained a facade of courtesy, yet in secret, revealed his malevolent intentions.

Song Qingshu's company had been thriving since his association with the woman, achieving remarkable growth despite its high debt-to-equity ratio. Many major enterprises actively sought partnerships, signing countless contracts. Driven by audacity and resourcefulness, Song Qingshu, though aware of potential risks, secured loans from state-owned banks he had good relations with, channeling vast sums of capital into the company's expansion.

Unbeknownst to him, from the outset, these were schemes orchestrated by the other man. The enterprises that approached him had been covertly instructed, ultimately rendering Song Qingshu's company's financial stability fragile. The subsequent chain of events was set in motion.

First, accidents plagued the factories under Song Qingshu's company, followed by a media frenzy that stirred fear among the public. Subsequently, companies that had signed contracts began retracting their agreements under the pretext of cooperation cancellations.