"I never expected they would arrange for me to assassinate the noble at this time..."
In the silent forest, only Sun Zhengqiu's voice, shaky and speaking in a slow and stiff manner, echoed as he recounted what he had seen and heard within Hidden Dragon.
He had a very vague memory of his life before the age of three, only remembering that his family was not small.
After turning three, he was trafficked to the Hidden Dragon Organization.
Then he and other children who entered Hidden Dragon for various reasons lived every day as if they were in a living hell.
They had almost no time to rest, practicing various forms of cultivation from dawn to midnight.
To quote Sun Zhengqiu himself: "Those instructors wearing bronze masks simply didn't care whether we lived or died."
At first, children who failed to complete their cultivation tasks would just be left hungry.
After a few such instances, these children would be brutally beaten by the instructors.