Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

The elder brother did not return home for a whole day and a whole night. When his younger brother found him the next day, he was at the top of the mountain. The elder brother was standing on the cliff, waving a bamboo sword towards the distance. The broken bamboo sword tore through the air and fell, with the tip of the sword pointing in the direction of the town where they lived. The elder brother had bare arms and sweat all over his body. It seemed that he had been doing this mechanical movement for a long time before his younger brother found him... I don't know if he had been waving it for a whole day and night.

The younger brother didn't dare to go forward to disturb him, he could only hide far behind his brother and watch quietly... His brother swung the knife fiercely again and again, as if he wanted to chop the place where they had lived since childhood into pieces, along with this miserable life.

Until my brother was completely exhausted, he roared towards the valley, as if he wanted to vent the loneliness and injustice of his life for more than ten years through his roar. Finally, he fell on his back and collapsed on the lawn, with white clouds and blue sky in his sight.

After a long time, the elder brother's sweat had been dried by the mountain breeze. He put on his patched clothes, picked up his tattered bamboo sword, and called his younger brother to go home together... It turned out that the elder brother had always known that his younger brother was there, watching him quietly, because his younger brother liked this since he was a child. Whenever he came behind him, the elder brother could feel his straight gaze.

The days passed one by one as usual, but unexpectedly, the life stories of the elder brother and the younger brother were leaked somehow, and rumors suddenly appeared in the town that the two brothers were actually the sons of a gangster boss, and their biological father had done many evil things in his life and died a violent death in the end. Anyone who had anything to do with them would end up in a bad end.

The rumors spread like a highly contagious plague in the small town, becoming more and more bizarre. In the end, everyone, including their former friends, teachers and neighbors, began to resist and deliberately distance themselves from the brothers, as if they were some kind of plague gods.

For the first time in his life, my brother experienced what loneliness and helplessness were.

Originally, he was the most outstanding student in the school, and both teachers and parents were never stingy with their praises. My brother had a handsome appearance, and the number of girls who admired him in the school could not be counted on one hand... But ever since they knew that my brother was the son of a gangster boss, all the parents ordered their children not to play with him, let alone have any contact with him. The teachers never corrected his homework and test papers, and looked down on him as if he were a pile of waste paper crawled over by a mouse. Even the girls who originally admired him would discuss privately that he was not that handsome after a closer look, and that he had a terrible personality and was as stubborn as a piece of iron. Moreover, his life experience was even worse. Instead of loving such a person, it would be better to fall in love with the mayor's son. It was said that taking advantage of the mayor's son would get a lot of money.

However, everyone's alienation and contempt did not completely defeat my brother. On the contrary, all these experiences made his character tougher and stronger.

But what happened next completely changed my brother's life.

Not long after, another child moved into the house, a girl. The adoptive father heard that the girl's family was looking for a foster child, so he took the initiative to contact them. Because the family offered a very high fee, which was higher than the support for the older and younger brothers combined, as long as the girl was successfully fostered in his home, their whole family would have no worries about food and drink, and he could have at least six days a week to drink.

The actress who played this girl attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared on the stage, because she was so beautiful that almost all the women in the audience were overshadowed. Her temperament was like that of a princess who had fallen into the common people, and her little face was so delicate that it looked like... a perfect doll.

The humpback whale was stunned the first moment he saw the girl, because he had seen this girl before. Although they had not met many times, he was particularly impressed by her. In Japan, he rarely saw a girl with such a unique and noble temperament.

The most important thing is that every time this girl appears, she is with the two real bosses of Takama-ga-hara, Susan and Shudesan. Humpback Whale remembers that the girl's name seems to be... "Sanwu Niu".

Susan and Jiudesang seemed to call her that every time.

Unlike her older brother and younger brother, the girl played by Sanwu has a family that cares about her in the story. Her family has a solid background, is rich and has status. However, something happened in the family, and they were worried that the girl would be in danger, so they sent her to a remote mountain for foster care, and when she graduates from junior high school, they will send her abroad to study.

The girl enjoyed completely different treatment from her brother at home. Her adoptive father specially cleaned the master bedroom and made it available to the girl. In order to meet the girl's requirements, he even went to a big city to buy a princess bed, a dressing table and a full-length mirror for the girl's room. The girl could use everything in the house at will. When she was hungry, she had food to eat at any time. When she was thirsty, she could go to the refrigerator to get cola or orange juice. These were also the drinks specially stocked in the refrigerator by her adoptive father for the girl, and her brother and younger brother were not allowed to drink them secretly... In fact, the brother and younger brother did not even have the right to touch the refrigerator.

Every Sunday, the adoptive father would put on his only suit. In the past, he would only dress so formally when gangsters came to visit his brothers and sisters, but on Sundays, he would dress so formally to welcome the girl's family.

The girl's family loved her very much. Every Sunday, her relatives would drive to the mountains to visit her without any hesitation. If it was not her mother and grandmother, it would be her uncle and grandfather. Every time they met, they would hug the girl, stroke her head and say, "Family is sorry, baby, you have suffered so much." The car would always be filled with gifts brought from the big city, ranging from various snacks and drinks to the latest cosmetics and game consoles. The entire trunk was filled with beautiful clothes.

The girl wears different clothes seven days a week, and her clothes are all brand new, unlike her brothers, who, apart from their school uniforms, only have a few patched kimonos and old shirts that they have to wear from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

Every Sunday when the girl's family came to visit, the brother would be kicked out. If the girl's family had not left by dinner time, the brother would have to go hungry for the whole day, because the adoptive father could not let the girl's family know that there was a boy in his family, otherwise the cash cow kept in the family would be taken away... Of course, it would be fine for the younger brother, because the younger brother didn't talk much, and it would be easy for him to get away with it by borrowing the girl's clothes and changing into them.

The girl is as proud as a white swan. The person she dislikes most in this family is her brother, because he is the only one in the family who dares to openly oppose her.

He was obviously just a poor boy from the mountains, with worthless bones and a worthless life, but he was more arrogant than the young masters in the city. So the girl always ordered her brother to do the dirtiest and most tiring work. She liked to see her brother panting from exhaustion. She felt that doing so was like stepping on her brother's meaningless dignity. The adoptive father also stood on the girl's side. Her brother had no status at all in this family.

Finally, the emotions that had been accumulated for a long time broke out one day.

One day, the neighbor's dog climbed over the fence and came to the door of the girl's house, which scared her. The girl picked up a stone on the ground and smashed it on the dog's forehead, accidentally killing the dog. The adoptive father asked her brother to take the girl to the neighbor's house to apologize and take the responsibility for killing the neighbor's dog.

My brother frowned and asked why he should be held responsible since he was not the one who killed the dog.

The adoptive father said that the rice you eat and the books you study now were all funded by other people's families, and now when something happens you are not willing to take the blame for them. After raising you for so long, don't you even know how to repay your kindness?

The elder brother said that the child support paid by the gangster was more than enough to cover his and his brother's expenses, and that the adoptive father had spent all the money on drinking. He had never taken advantage of the girl's family. If the girl had a better attitude, it would be fine to ask her to help with some physical work on weekdays, but if she made a mistake, she should take the responsibility herself, otherwise it would be a humiliation to everyone's dignity.

The adoptive father laughed angrily and said, "You still have dignity? People like you still have dignity? In this world, only rich people are worthy of choosing how to live. Money brings dignity! The girl's family is rich, so the girl is a person of dignity. He got money from the girl's family, so he is also a person of dignity. But people like my brother have nothing. He is just a dog living in someone else's house and no one adopts him... In the end, the adoptive father gave my brother two choices: either face reality and apologize to the neighbors on the girl's behalf, or get out of this house with his pitiful dignity!

My brother moved out of home that same day and lived in a temporary shelter in the town, taking with him his bamboo sword, schoolbag, bedding and a few worn-out clothes... These were the few things that truly belonged to him in that home.

That night, the younger brother sneaked out of the house and said that he wanted to live with his brother, wherever his brother was, he would go.

But the elder brother decisively rejected him. He said that his younger brother was treated well at home, his adoptive father did not dislike him, and the girl also thought he was cute. There was no need for him to leave his warm bed and squeeze on a thin carpet with him.

The younger brother returned home dejected. His brother's words made him feel as if he had betrayed him, but in fact he had not. Every time his brother had a quarrel with his adoptive father or the girl, he would take the initiative to find them in private to apologize and plead for his brother, but he never dared to tell his brother, because his brother would definitely scold him if he knew... because his brother felt that he was right, and the right person did not need to apologize or plead.

In fact, the elder brother did not feel that his younger brother had betrayed him. He rejected his younger brother coldly because he thought the child was very well-behaved and different from his own stubborn character. He could not bear to see his younger brother suffer with him, but he knew that if he was not firm in his attitude, his younger brother would not be willing to leave.

On the stage, the last scene of this act is the older brother in the shelter looking up at the moon outside the window, and the younger brother at home also looking at the moon in the sky.

The two brothers were clearly looking at the same moonlight, but the elder brother's inner monologue was that the night and the moon were really a nuisance, with only a dim and pitiful light that made the whole world cold...while the younger brother was thinking that the moonlight tonight was so beautiful, and he really wanted to share such a beautiful view with his brother to make him feel better.

The stage of the third act ended here. There was a dead silence in Takama-ga-hara. All the audience's emotions were taken up by it, and they couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

"Do we really want to watch them continue acting like this?" Sakurai Kogure couldn't help but lower his voice and ask Kazama Ruri, "I mean, is it really okay if they continue acting like this?"

Ruri Kazama did not respond to Sakurai Kogure's words. He just shook his head slowly, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the stage... Ruri Kazama's attitude was very clear. He no longer cared about anything else because he was completely attracted by the plot scene by scene and could not take his eyes off it.

The pace of scene changes became faster and faster. Before the audience could recover from the story of the previous scene, the curtain on the stage quickly opened... The fourth scene began, and the story entered the second half.

The scene returns to home again, and the elder brother puts all the things back home, including the bamboo sword that he has always cherished.

Chapter 441: Contrary Destiny

My brother didn't take anything away from home. The last thing he did when he returned home was to borrow the ironing machine at home. He ironed his school uniform meticulously until the old uniform he had worn for three years was smooth and new without a single wrinkle.

Today is his only graduation ceremony. He will put on his best performance to stand on the podium as the graduate representative, not caring about anyone's gaze, just to give a satisfactory account of his three years in junior high school.

From the time he returned home to the time he left, he didn't say a word to anyone, not even to the adoptive father he had lived with for more than ten years nor to the domineering and pampered girl.

Just before he was about to step out of the house, his adoptive father's voice came from behind him.

"The day has finally arrived, young master of the underworld. You must have been looking forward to this day for a long time, right? To completely leave this family and become an adult with your pitiful self-esteem!" The adoptive father looked at his brother's back, a mocking arc on his lips. "Even though I don't like you, I will give you a final piece of advice. The adult world is not so easy to survive. A stubborn brat like you will find it difficult to survive in the adult world."

After hearing this advice, my brother started walking again and headed towards the school in town. His back looked like a soldier about to go to the battlefield.

The graduation scene was projected onto the background board of the stage. Such a large scene is difficult to realize on the stage of Takama-ga-hara, but in accordance with the first principle of stage performance that "actors must never turn their backs to the audience", Chu Zihang faced the audience throughout the performance of this scene, as if everyone in the audience tonight was the student watching the graduation ceremony in the story.

There were over a hundred graduates in the entire town this year, and my brother was the first one to step onto the podium because he had been number one for three years in junior high school. Even though his life was harder than most of the people present, he still left everyone far behind, whether in schoolwork or sports and arts. If this were a drag race, the second place winner wouldn't even be able to see my brother's taillights from beginning to end.

My brother received his graduation certificate from the principal, and the beautiful female teacher tied a red bow tie for him, symbolizing first place... However, there was no applause, let alone congratulations. At this moment in life worth celebrating, no one called out his name, and the audience was dead silent.

Only one figure in the crowd ran towards the podium. It was my younger brother. He came on stage holding a bouquet of flowers.

The flowers were picked from the mountain by the younger brother early in the morning. Each one was carefully selected by him from the bushes. The bouquet used to tie the flowers was made by him himself using the cake wrappers and cake ropes used by the girls in his family that he secretly collected. In order to give flowers to his brother on the day of the graduation ceremony, he started preparing two weeks in advance... But at such an important moment, the younger brother only dared to hand the bouquet to his brother and gave a hasty congratulations. He didn't even have time to give him a hug. The timid and shy boy ran off the podium in full view of everyone.

The elder brother tightly grasped the bouquet in his hand, and with his other hand he placed the only graduation certificate he had in front of him. His eyes swept from left to right over every student and parent present, his eyes full of stubbornness and obstinacy, because this symbolized his dignity. At this moment, he was standing on the podium as a silent proof... Even if he didn't have a complete family, even if he was the son of a gangster, even if gangster blood flowed in his body, he could defeat everyone. He relied on his dignity and hard work. As long as he had these two things, there was nothing in this world that he couldn't do.

"Your parents aren't here, are they? That drunkard is drinking again?" the principal urged quietly in my brother's ear. "Then hurry down. The students behind you are waiting to go on stage to receive their certificates, and the parents of the second and third place winners are also waiting to give their speeches!"

A rumbling sound interrupted the principal's words. Everyone looked sideways and saw rows of black Mercedes-Benz cars driving along the winding mountain road in the distance on the background board, stirring up fallen leaves and dust.

The Mercedes-Benz convoy came all the way to the school gate. The guards did not dare to stop them. The iron gate was opened to the maximum to let these bull-like vehicles pass. Everyone could feel the ground shaking violently. More than a dozen black cars surrounded the podium and the students' parents from all directions like an army. The friction sound of the tires against the ground when braking was superimposed, which was enough to pierce people's eardrums.

Men in black got out of cars one after another, and the underworld surrounded the school. At the front of the men was a man wearing a black kimono and haori with a sixteen-petal chrysanthemum pattern painted on it. He looked quite respected.

"Who are you?" Facing the imposing man, the principal unconsciously used honorifics.

The man was none other than the gangster who had offered to adopt his older brother and younger brother two years ago.

"The guy next to you, I can barely be considered his elder." The man pointed at the older brother next to the principal. "I heard that parents of outstanding graduates can go on stage and give speeches. That kid is the top student in this class. Although I'm not his parent, as an elder in the same family, do I have the right to give a speech at his graduation ceremony?"

"Of course... of course!" The principal trembled and led the man to the podium, leading him to his brother's side. He then announced to all the students and parents in the audience, "Now, we would like to invite this gentleman... the parent of the first-place winner to give a speech."

After he finished speaking, the principal led the applause, and uniform applause broke out from the audience... Everyone's hands were clapping red, and no one dared not to applaud vigorously. The men in black stood around, expressionless under their sunglasses, like a group of grim reapers.

However, the man in kimono was not as scary as everyone imagined. He first bowed to the principal, then to the students' families in the audience. Finally, he slowly said, "I am honored to attend the young master's graduation ceremony and to give a speech on stage as a member of his family."

"It won't waste anyone's time. I'm truly delighted that Young Master graduated first. If his father were still alive, he'd be deeply pleased to see this." The man looked at his brother and asked, "Do you think this is a good idea? How about donating a dormitory to the school in your father's name? That way, those children who don't like staying home won't have to worry about having a place to go in the future."

"Since it's in my father's name, there's no need to ask me. I have no objection." My brother said calmly.

Even though he had never experienced a wealthy life, he agreed to donate a building so nonchalantly. His ambition was far greater than anyone else in the audience. To use an old Chinese saying, one can't help but think of "How can a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan?"

Donating a building casually was an incredible feat in this economically underdeveloped town. Everyone was shocked and exclaimed in amazement. There was a lot of discussion among the teachers, students and parents. Even the principal asked the man for confirmation with a look of surprise.

The man casually said a few perfunctory words and sent the principal away. He didn't care about the principal's flattery and the reactions of the crowd. The man just looked at his brother with admiration. His brother didn't look away, and his posture when he walked down the podium was so upright, like a straight javelin standing between heaven and earth.

When my brother passed by the two rows of black-clad men, the men bowed to greet him in unison, just like a well-trained army welcoming their young commander. The man who held a high status in the underworld followed behind my brother, always trailing him by half a body length, and his words and actions were as respectful as if he were a retainer of the young boy.

The man in black respectfully opened the back door of the Mercedes-Benz for the brother, and the brother calmly got in. The poor boy had transformed into a real big shot at this moment. The man in kimono also got into the car behind the brother. After all the vehicles started, the entire convoy sped away like a tribe of wild beasts.

The younger brother looked at the direction his brother left in the crowd. He was a little at a loss and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

As the convoy wound along the winding mountain road, the older brother in the car suddenly whispered to the man, "There's no way to take my brother with us now, is there?"

"Yes, your brother will have to stay in town for another school year. I believe you are aware of the situation since you asked this question." The man nodded to his brother. "The family environment is not safe right now. The elders in the family don't want to see you return with two heirs. Otherwise, one of you and your brother will inevitably be sacrificed. For your safety, you must be separated for a while... But you should also know what conditions are required to bring your brother back to the family."

"Yes, I know." My brother nodded, emphasizing each word. "Absolute power, absolute status... If you want to live with dignity in this world, you must possess these two things."

"Yes, you are very talented." The man praised sincerely. He looked at his brother as if he were looking at a natural and precious jade. "It seems that my judgment of people is correct. I was referring to the decision to take you away instead of your brother."

"You're the man suited to the underworld. I believe it won't be long before you achieve a high position in the family. In comparison, your brother's personality isn't suited to surviving in the family," the man said seriously. "The underworld isn't an easy place to be. It's more like a shadowy world. Those without their own opinions and inner strength will easily be swallowed up by that world."

"Didn't you say last time you came that you couldn't provide us with shelter given your status?" the elder brother asked. "Has your status in the family improved in the past two years?"

"It's like this. Two years ago, I still had some concerns, but after a thorough discussion with you, I suddenly understood. A kid who grew up in a small town can have such strong self-esteem, so why should I run away?" The man said with a smile. "The courage I borrowed from you has helped me win many victories. Thanks to you, I am now one of the highest-ranking men in the underworld."

"Can my identity help you advance further in the underworld?" the brother asked.

"Perhaps, but I no longer hold such thoughts." The man smiled and shook his head. "A man's status and dignity are the same. The right way is to rely on one's own hard work."

"We're about to leave town. Do you want to go home before you go?" The man looked at the town entrance and threw out one last question. "Actually, the girl living in your house has ties to the underworld. If we're to be honest, her grandfather was a retainer of your father's. Do you want to go back to see her and your adoptive father? Or do you want to tell your brother something?"

In fact, the hidden meaning of the man's words was to ask his brother whether he wanted to go back and seek revenge on his adoptive father and the girl who had kicked him out of the house. This was his last test for his brother before leaving.

"No need." The elder brother shook his head and looked ahead, as if he had no attachment to the town where he grew up. "Just leave. The sooner you leave, the sooner you can gain status. The sooner you gain status, the sooner you can bring my brother here."

There was no mention of his adoptive father who had hurt him and the arrogant girl who was like a princess in his words, as if these two people were just weeds on the roadside, insignificant passers-by in his life. The only person in this town who was worthy of his care was the younger brother who shared the same blood with him and grew up with him.

"You will definitely succeed." The man looked at his brother's resolute profile and sighed deeply.

The fourth act does not end with the conversation between the man and his brother. The last scene returns to the town and focuses on the younger brother.

The younger brother sat on the top of the mountain where his brother used to practice swordplay. He looked out at the small town not far away and the empty valley farther away. The mountain breeze blew past him, lifting his tattered clothes. His back looked so lonely.

The fourth act ends here, and everyone is still reluctant to leave. Whether it is the clear picture of the background board or the superb acting skills of the actors, it makes people feel as if they are in the scene. The plot of the story also moves towards an important node. The fate of the elder brother has undergone a sudden change, and the younger brother who is left alone in the mountains is distressing. People can't help but wonder what kind of fate this pair of completely different brothers will face in their next life.

"Excuse me, how did you do that?" Sakurai Kogure couldn't help but ask Humpback Whale, "I'm not talking about the stage technology, where did you get those story scenes for the background boards?"

"I'm sorry, Sakura's first night show is entirely his own responsibility. I can't answer your question. If you want to know, you can ask Sakura himself after the show." The humpback whale shook his head truthfully.

Humpback Whale really didn't know, but he could probably guess that these were actually obtained by Sakura at the request of Susan and Shudesan. The two bosses were very resourceful. As long as they came up with an idea, invited enough actors, spent enough money, and found a deep mountain and a small town in advance to shoot the scenes in the story and then edited and projected them onto the background board, it was not a difficult task... So Sakura-kun actually thought of this idea a long time ago and started preparing for his first night show early.

Next time we need to speed up the progress!

Chapter 442 Nightmare

The curtain on the stage closed and then opened again quickly shortly afterwards. The pace of the scene changes became faster and faster, which indicated that the story was nearing its end.

At the school graduation ceremony that day, gangsters drove into the mountains, surrounded the school, and took away the child who graduated with the highest honors in public. In this small town where information was cut off, the scene was just like the guards of a small country taking away their prince... The rumors turned out to be true. The boy living in the temporary shelter was indeed the son of a gangster boss, and he had extraordinary blood. From then on, this boy and this incident were listed as taboo topics in the town by the mayor and the school principal, and no one was allowed to discuss or even mention it.

The topic and the turmoil soon died down in the town, but there were always some traces that could not be erased by verbal bans: the photo of the boy with stubborn eyes hanging at the top of the column of outstanding graduates on the school's honor wall; the dormitory building that rose from the ground in the school, the brand new floor was out of tune with the surrounding old buildings... and there was another boy who was left in the town.

Ever since his brother left, the younger brother has become more withdrawn. At school, no matter if they were people he knew before or new students, anyone who had heard of the rumor kept their distance from him. The girl at home who was as precious as a princess also moved away. His adoptive father would never take the initiative to talk to him all day long, and the younger brother's timid personality would not allow him to take the initiative to find his adoptive father to confide in him.

Every day after school, the younger brother would walk the mountain road that he and his brother had walked together. He would sit alone in the place where his brother often swung his knife, gazing at the empty vista, lost in thought.

The younger brother didn't understand why his brother finally followed those people away. Perhaps this idea had been in his mind since the day his brother left home and moved into the shelter... No, maybe even earlier, from the moment his brother learned about his true life experience, he had already anticipated the arrival of this day.

This town is too small, and this mountain is not high enough. Such a small place cannot trap a man as fierce as my brother. The prosperous big city is where my brother should realize his lofty ambitions... No, the big city is not enough. My brother is a man who lives for dignity, and such a man should not be bound by anything in this world.

Although the younger brother is not good at expressing himself, he is actually very smart. He knows very well in his heart that it is not that his brother does not want to take him away, but that he has no way to take him away.

When the gangster man first proposed to adopt them, he had already revealed the complicated situation of the gangster family very directly. It must be an extremely dangerous road. Only a man with a strong character like his brother could cut through the thorns on this road. If he had a personality like his brother, he would definitely hold his brother back and become a burden to him. That was definitely not what he wanted to see.

He has always understood these principles, and he has been doing so since he was a child, but he doesn't know why his brother didn't even say goodbye to him before leaving. They didn't have time to agree on a time to meet again, and he didn't have time to leave any words of care to his brother, and his brother didn't leave him a word. The parting was so hasty and sudden.

It was as if his brother had suddenly grown up and embarked on the path of becoming a man, leaving him alone as a child. This loneliness made him sad... for so long.

One day, an uninvited guest came to this remote town. He was wearing a black suit and a silver-white Noh mask on his face. After he walked into the town, he didn't care about the curious or surprised looks cast at him by passers-by, but walked straight to the foster home of his younger brother.

However, the younger brother was not at home at the moment. Coincidentally, the adoptive father was at home. The older brother had left home, and the princess girl from a wealthy family had also been taken away by her family. His source of income was almost cut off, and he had no spare money to buy alcohol. He could only collapse at home every day, like an old salted fish who had lost faith in life.

"You are not from this town, who are you?" The adoptive father looked at the strange man in the mask and couldn't help but feel alert.

He calmly grasped the bamboo sword in the corner, which was left by his brother before he left. Although his adoptive father treated it as rubbish, he did not throw it away. He grabbed the bamboo sword but hid it behind him. He did not immediately drive away the masked man, because although the man looked very strange, he might be a client introduced by a previous employer to foster a child. This was related to whether he could have alcohol to drink for a long time in the future, so his adoptive father was particularly cautious in his attitude towards the man.

"You have two boys in foster care here, right? They're brothers. The older brother was taken away not long ago." The masked man spoke in a hoarse voice. "The younger brother is left. He's a boy who looks like a girl, right? Where is he now?"

"What are you looking for him for? How do you know so much? Who introduced you here? Do you also have a child who needs foster care?" The adoptive father subconsciously thought that the man came here because of the rumors and wanted to foster his child, so he asked about the situation of other children in the foster family.

But ever since the elder brother was taken away with such fanfare, the adoptive father knew that the two children had special identities, so it was not ruled out that this strange masked man had heard some rumors and came from outside the town, with plans for the remaining child with an astonishing origin.

But the masked man seemed not to hear his adoptive father's series of questions. He just continued to ask in a hoarse voice: "Where is the boy who looks like a girl and is fostered in this family now?"

The adoptive father finally realized that the man was up to no good. He raised his brother's bamboo sword and shouted at the masked man while brandishing it, "What on earth are you doing here? What are you planning on doing to that child?"

The masked man still did not answer his adoptive father's question. He walked forward silently and slowly approached his adoptive father.

The adoptive father waved his bamboo sword threateningly and roared in a cowardly manner, but he kept retreating step by step. For some reason, the man with the silver mask was very strange in his eyes. His two dark eye sockets were like soul-stirring whirlpools, and the masked man seemed to be the embodiment of fear...until the adoptive father retreated to the corner of the wall, with no way to retreat. In the end, the adoptive father did not dare to drop the bamboo sword in his hand, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The adoptive father weakly put down his bamboo sword, raised a trembling hand, and pointed in the direction of the mountain: "Over there... the way up the mountain... He rarely comes home except to sleep... He always likes to go up the mountain alone..."

The masked man did not make things difficult for his adoptive father. He just followed the direction his adoptive father pointed and his figure disappeared in the long mountain road.