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

Shu Guan did not look at the silver note, although he knew that its value must be substantial.


"Mr. Zhang, remember to take some calming medicine and nourishment to look after your health, take care."


After saying this to Zhang Haotian with a smile, Shu Guan immediately turned and walked into Duolun Alley.


As for today's matter, he was willing to help the old man without charging a penny, even though the money was actually provided by Du Wenqiang. But Shu Guan did not want to accept it.


Because not long ago, while Zhang Haotian was deep in sleep, he had seen the old man's lifetime of memories.


Having seen Zhang Haotian's memories, he naturally knew what kind of person he was.


This respectable old man was indeed someone who wholeheartedly served the country and its people. Perhaps there were limits to his choices, but he truly had a heart as clear as the bright moon, free of any selfish desires.


For such a person, Shu Guan was purely out of respect willing to help him.


Chapter 82: Transcendence_3