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    Passenger boats carrying bustling passengers slowly traveled down the river.

    Quan Demon and I stood side by side on the deck, facing the river wind and looking into the distance. We were getting farther and farther away from the Heavenly Demon Temple.

    Some people, who are naturally inclined to follow rules, feel uneasy when they break them. They will worry, will something go wrong? Will it change the trajectory of their life? Will it involve others?

    However, I was reassured by the “rebellion” of the Devil of Power. Maybe it’s because his past life has been so rigid, so conformist, that I have the illusion that he is suppressing his own nature.

    Just then, a ball of wool, rolled to the feet of the power demon.

    A child, running after the ball of wool, saw the tall figure of Quan Demon and was too scared to come forward. Quan Demon bent down to pick up the ball of wool and handed it to me.

    “You give it to him.”

    “Aren’t you afraid of scaring him to tears?”

    “It won’t.”

    Devil Power hands the ball of wool to the child, but the child is still afraid to approach. Devil Power has no choice but to roll the ball of wool to the child.

    Kid, you have been “passed” by the devil himself today, so don’t forget this honorable deed when you go out to brag in the future.

    The child picked up the ball of wool and bowed towards Quan Demon before running back to his parents. Quan Demon looked at the child’s back and suddenly asked:

    “You said to take me to a place I would like?”

    “Uh-huh.”

    “How did you know I’d like it?”

    “Want to make a bet?”

    “What’s the bet?”

    “If you go there and feel happy, count me as a winner; if you feel unhappy, count me as a loser.”

    “What if I say I’m not happy when I’m obviously happy?”

    “You wouldn’t do that.”

    “A bet’s gotta be a little colorful, right?”

    “Then bet on dignity.”

    That’s what we said the last time we jumped off a cliff.

    The power demon looked at me with a smirk.

    “Why are you looking at me like that?”

    “Don’t you want to make a bet with the third move?”

    “Of course I do.”

    “Then why didn’t you say so?”

    “The first two moves were only imparted to me because of your generosity. I can’t give an inch.”

    These words, half-true, were as much from my heart as they were to please him.

    “Come on, bet on a man’s honor!”

    I said, holding my fist out toward him.

    “You want to fight?”

    “When people in the jianghu, when they make a vow, they have to touch their weapons to show their sincerity. We, fist fighters, naturally use our fists instead of weapons.”

    “I’m not touching with a baby’s little fist.”

    I looked at the power demon’s hand and then at my fist and smiled helplessly.

    “Well, I admit that my fist, indeed, is much smaller than yours.”

    Quan Demon turned around and looked at the river in the distance.

    The sun was setting, coloring the river a golden red.

    “It’s beautiful.”

    It was the first time he had ever, from the bottom of his heart, marveled at the beauty. He looked at the river, I looked at him, and the afterglow of the setting sun, spilled over my face.

    “I’ve heard that you traveled around a lot when you were younger.”

    “I rarely stay in the Heavenly Demon Hall.”

    “You still go out with my father a lot, don’t you?”

    “Is that what the godfather said?”

    I nodded, but in fact, it wasn’t my father who told me this, but rather, it was something I learned in my previous life when I was investigating the Demon Elders. The place we’re going to now is also something I learned in my previous life.

    “Do you still see your father regularly?”

    “Rarely, the last time we were at the tavern, and the first time we’ve seen each other in a long time.”

    “Between you two, did something happen?”

    “What could be the matter? People can’t always be that close to each other.”

    “You’re right.”

    I also turned around and looked at the sunset. The afterglow of the setting sun colored my face, too, a golden red.

    Will this leisurely time be the best memory, between us?

    Two days later, Quan Demon and I, arrived at a lively town. The place where the Beast Gang was last time belonged to the sphere of influence of the Martial Arts Alliance, while this place, on the other hand, belonged to the sphere of influence of the Evil Way Alliance.

    Along the way, the expression of Quan Demon, was very complicated, sometimes grave, sometimes excited.

    We went to the outskirts of town and found a run-down warehouse.

    I walked to the door and handed the guard some silver. The guard took the silver and then led us inside. The warehouse was filled with goods, and between the goods, there was a passageway leading underground.

    We walked down the steps, a long way, to a heavy iron door. When we opened the iron door, a wave of heat hit us, accompanied by deafening cheers.

    Inside was a huge underground ring where two shirtless, burly men were fighting fiercely in a fistfight.

    “This is an underground boxing ring.”

    There are many different kinds of underground boxing rings in the Central Plains, some of which allow the use of internal energy and some of which allow the use of weapons, while the one we came to today forbids the use of internal energy and weapons, and can only fight with bare hands.

    “As long as you pay the entrance fee, you can watch the matches or place bets on winning or losing. Most of the people who come here are here to gamble.”

    “How did you know about this place?”

    “I’m interested in all the things that happen in the jianghu. This place only competes in fisticuffs, and I think that you would like it here.”

    A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Power Demon.

    “What’s the matter? Do you not like it here?”

    Demon Quan suddenly said:

    “I boxed here when I was younger.”

    “What?”

    I pretended to be surprised, when, in fact, I already knew that he used to be a boxer here.

    “You mean here?”

    “Yes, this is it.”

    The life of a power demon is not all smooth sailing.

    “Then how did you join the Heavenly Demon Hall?”

    “When I was boxing here, I was spotted by someone from the Heavenly Demon Temple.”

    This matter, I did not know. At that time, he should not have practiced martial arts yet, but with his talent, even if he didn’t practice martial arts, he must be an expert.

    “You have never lost here, either?”

    Power Demon asked rhetorically:

    “I can’t be considered invincible, now, can I?”

    “What do you mean by that?”

    “I may not be able to win if I fight the Sect Leader; I may not be able to win if I fight the Martial Alliance Leader or the Evil Alliance Leader; not to mention those hidden experts. Even if it’s you, I don’t have the certainty of victory.”

    “Me? My fists, but they’re small.”

    “The Black Demon Sword in your hand is no joke.”

    It occurred to me that he might not like the title “Undefeated Power Demon”.

    “Who knows? If we really fight to the death, it’s not yet known who the deer will be. Maybe, you can defeat my father?”

    Demon Kwon’s gaze, once again, returned to the ring as he looked at the battered and bruised fighter and said:

    “If I were to fight the Sect Leader, I would end up the same as him. Even if the Sect Leader didn’t use his sword, I wouldn’t be a match for him.”

    I nodded.

    “Also, he even went down on his own son.”

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