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

An Fengjun followed Shu Guan into the room.


Shu Guan walked to the long table and sat down, motioning An Fengjun to sit opposite him, and then began to make tea.


As he brewed the tea, Shu Guan asked with a smile.


An Fengjun's face immediately showed a trace of anger, and then he began to tell his story.


As Shu Guan recalled correctly, An Fengjun was indeed in the gambling den and brothel business, which might be unsavory, but was very lucrative.


Especially for his gambling dens - with the Qing Sect's backing and identity, the Patrol Bureau hardly ever raided them, so they were relatively safe.


Furthermore, the reputation of gambling dens opened by big gangs like the Qing Sect was better than those of smaller ones, so no one would dare to cheat in the gambling dens run by the Qing Sect members.


So, the gambling dens opened by An Fengjun attracted many gamblers, and the business had always been thriving.


Chapter 43: The Secret Technique to Control Fate