Wu Siliu

You won't understand it before you want to understand it.
After living with the old cripple for eighteen years, Shu Guan discovered that cultivation was actually a simple matter.
On the azure sea, a massive fleet of steel ships sailed against the wind and waves. Beneath the deep sea, a giant dragon opened its golden eyes and coldly looked up. 
Fighter jets roared, cutting through the clouds. Ahead, a large wing descended from the clouds, and a crane cried out in the vast sky. 
On the battlefield, artillery fire filled the sky, bullets flew, and amidst it all, sword energy could be faintly heard. 
This is a world where technology has risen, yet myths have not dissipated. 
The path to immortality has been severed, leaving only a solitary figure walking alone.

I Came From The Xanadu

Mr. Dabao was taken away by the Patrol Bureau?


For a moment, Shu Guan's head was a little bewildered. It would be easier for him to accept if it were Wang Dahu who had been taken to the Patrol Bureau, perhaps for fighting with someone.


But Mr. Dabao? Shu Guan couldn't imagine what kind of trouble such an old man could cause.


"Freckles, you must think of a way quickly. Just now, those patrolmen who came to arrest Mr. Dabao looked like ferocious demons. I'm afraid Mr. Dabao will suffer in the Patrol Bureau."


"Dahu, calm down and tell me what happened. Wasn't Mr. Dabao guarding the funeral parlor for someone and staying there?"


"Mr. Dabao came back last night, and I felt something was strange about him, as if he was frightened. But when I asked him, he wouldn't say anything and just hid in his room."


"And then this morning, those patrolmen came. When Mr. Dabao was taken away, he kept shouting one sentence."


Chapter 110: Ah!