Africa, Burkina Faso, translates to "Land of Gentlemen" in Chinese.

After being entrusted with an important task by Young Master Tang and sent here, He Jin found himself quite satisfied with the job.

Lots of money, little work, no supervision, and easy tasks every day. By three in the afternoon, he was off work and enjoying tea.

Until a few days ago, he received some news.

The Tang Family had suddenly started spending money to recruit experts everywhere, but only ancient martial arts experts.

This news hit him hard.

As the former head of the bodyguard team, his own strength was simply too weak!

He wasn't even an ancient martial artist! How could he protect Young Master Tang?

So, to motivate himself to improve, he began rigorous training every day.

One hundred push-ups!

One hundred sit-ups!

One hundred squats, followed by a ten-kilometer run!

Just as he finished his workout today, a subordinate came running to him with a package.

"President He, there's a package for you from Young Master Tang."

"From Young Master Tang?"

He Jin instantly perked up, hurriedly taking the package and carefully opening it.

The package contained an exquisite nanmu box. When he opened it, he found an ancient-looking book inside.

"The Dragon Elephant Technique?"

He carefully flipped through a few pages and immediately burst into tears.

Young Master Tang must have been keeping an eye on him.

Knowing that he was training hard, Young Master Tang had managed to get him an ancient martial arts manual!

As a martial artist, he knew all too well how precious this manual was—something money couldn't buy!

Moreover, the Dragon Elephant Technique didn't have high requirements for martial arts aptitude!

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As long as he was willing to endure hardship, he could eventually become an ancient martial artist!

"Young Master Tang's kindness, He Jin can only repay with his life."

He Jin choked up, wiping away his hot tears, and roared at his subordinates.

"Starting tomorrow, go find me a hundred young men with martial arts potential from the local area. I want to train an elite squad for Young Master Tang!"

...

He Family Private Hospital.

Ye Chen lay anxiously on the hospital bed, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

The Reaper Squad had approached the target and made their move five hours ago.

But until now, he hadn't received any news.

This left him very confused and puzzled.

That was the Reaper Squad. Although the four of them weren't as strong as he was, their combined attack technique was quite formidable.

Even if they couldn't win, they should have been able to retreat safely.

But until now, not a single one of them had contacted him.

With each passing minute, his anxiety grew.

"Tang, I don't believe you have the ability to take down the Reaper Squad."

He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

But as soon as he got emotional, a painful sensation came from his wound.

He gasped and quickly relaxed his body, not daring to let his emotions get too intense.

The wound had already opened once; if it opened again, it would be troublesome.

After thinking it over, he couldn't help but ask the nurse to find He Huiyin to help the He Family investigate the situation.

About fifteen minutes later, He Huiyin walked in with a bag.

She looked at Ye Chen and spoke softly.

"Mr. Ye, you needed something?"

"Miss He, I need your help to find out what happened. I lost contact with four of my subordinates..."

Ye Chen smiled bitterly. Just as he was about to explain the situation, a man's voice came from outside the door.

"No need to look. They're already in jail."

Immediately after, a handsome young man with a hint of roguishness walked in.

He entered and looked at Ye Chen with interest, his eyes playful.

The mighty Dragon King, forced to flee naked?

Ridiculous!

Seeing the young man, Ye Chen's expression changed slightly.

He frowned and said, "Junior Brother, weren't you on a mission in France? When did you get here?"

"Today."

Lu Junzhuo smiled slightly and said, "Master already knows about the Reaper Squad's incident and sent me to help you."

Ye Chen's heart sank instantly.

The Reaper Squad was really in trouble?

And worse, the Old Man had sent him over? What did this mean?

His expression changed rapidly, his emotions extremely complex.

"Master said you should focus on recovering. Once you're better, head to Yanjing. I'll handle things in Suzhou and Hangzhou."

Lu Junzhuo smiled, his eyes carrying a hint of disdain.

Upon confirming this news, Ye Chen's face turned pale.

What did the Old Man mean?

He scrutinized Lu Junzhuo for a moment, then his pupils contracted. "You've broken through?"

Lu Junzhuo gave a wicked smile and nodded.

His current strength was at the peak of the Mystical Realm!

Just one step away from the Earth Realm!

And Ye Chen's strength was still at the mid-stage of the Mystical Realm!

A guy who repeatedly failed and wasn't as strong as him—did he really still deserve to be the Dragon King?

So Master had sent him over, giving him a great opportunity to prove himself.

The position of Dragon King, Lu Junzhuo was determined to get it!

Ye Chen's face darkened, saying nothing, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Lu Junzhuo, you want to take my position as Dragon King?

Just wait until I break through, and you'll be dead!

"Take your time recovering, Senior Brother. I'll take my leave now."

Lu Junzhuo smiled and left the room.

He Huiyin greeted him and left with him.

"So Mr. Lu will be in charge of Suzhou and Hangzhou next?"

He Huiyin asked, looking at Lu Junzhuo.

"Yes."

Lu Junzhuo's lips curled into a wicked smile.

As fellow disciples, he also had a knack for wicked smiles.

The difference was, Ye Chen's smile lifted the left corner of his mouth, while his lifted the right.

"That won't be easy." He Huiyin shook her head slightly.

Turning a losing game around was no easy task. The current situation of the Longchen Group could only be described as dire.

The He Family wouldn't intervene; there was no need to invite trouble.

"What Ye Chen can do, I can do. What Ye Chen can't do, I, Lu Junzhuo, can also do!"

Lu Junzhuo smiled arrogantly, touching a dragon-patterned jade hanging from his chest.

He had obtained this jade by chance when he was seven.

Once, he had a nosebleed and accidentally dripped blood on it.

Then, the jade activated, granting him an ancient martial arts inheritance!

In his judgment, the one who left this inheritance must have been an ancient martial arts master of the Heavenly Realm!

So he was confident that he could reach that realm in the future!

The position of Dragon King was his for the taking!

After coming to Suzhou and Hangzhou, he would turn this losing game around for that useless Ye Chen!

Everything Ye Chen valued, including women, he would take for himself!