Shen Wu Zong
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A Hero
Modern Fourteen years ago, Ye Wentian came to a mysterious mountain village: There was a blind man in the village who had X-ray! There was a deaf man who could hear everything! There was a crippled man who could move very fast! There was a country doctor who had a unique medical skill! There is a widow who specializes in charming! There's a scientific researcher who specializes in ghost control, fortune telling and feng shui! All the dogs in the village understand human language! The street sweeper gave him an Imperial Order that was enough to shake the whole of Great Yan. ...... ............ As for the village chief, Ye Wentian didn't know what he knew, only that the villagers treated him respectfully and never dared to speak loudly. Fourteen years later, Ye Wentian gathered strengths of all the villagers, became the pride of the whole village, and returned to the city with the Imperial Decree! Revenge for revenge! I'm all-powerful, you can do whatever you want! What? You're a tough guy too? Then I can only - attack with the whole village!!!! He passed through all the flowers, and all the pieces are stained. When he looks back again, the beautiful women are all over the place. You might like
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Claudette Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen.
From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white and he had very dark skin. He would usually smoke cheap cigarettes and the car he drove around was a Santana which was a real wreck.
Despite all our hardships, my father threw himself into his work for 18 years and raised me to his best abilities, and I ended up not disappointing him as I managed to get into a very good university.
Because I came from poverty, I had to work a part-time job in order to pay the high tuition fees. I knew my classmates must’ve looked down on me because I was so poor, but I did my best to not let that bother me.
On the day of my 18th birthday, my father announced that he was going to give me a birthday present and that he would bring it to me in person.
That day I saw my father in a new light.
My father’s coarse snow-white head had turned shiny black. He had replaced his tattered clothes with expensive Givenchy suits, and he even wore a Patek Philippe watch around his wrist. The old Santana was now a limited edition Rolls Royce.
I stared at my father with bewildered eyes and asked him in an incredulous voice, “Dad, is our family really the richest in the world right now?”
My father took out a Mayan Sicars cigar worth $500,000, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. “Son, I know you’ve suffered a lot for the past 18 years, and I feel ashamed that I couldn’t have provided more for you. I want you to take this ten million as pocket money first. You can ask me for more later if it’s not enough!” Mighty Super-rich Heir
Claudette Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen.
From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white and he had very dark skin. He would usually smoke cheap cigarettes and the car he drove around was a Santana which was a real wreck.
Despite all our hardships, my father threw himself into his work for 18 years and raised me to his best abilities, and I ended up not disappointing him as I managed to get into a very good university.
Because I came from poverty, I had to work a part-time job in order to pay the high tuition fees. I knew my classmates must’ve looked down on me because I was so poor, but I did my best to not let that bother me.
On the day of my 18th birthday, my father announced that he was going to give me a birthday present and that he would bring it to me in person.
That day I saw my father in a new light.
My father’s coarse snow-white head had turned shiny black. He had replaced his tattered clothes with expensive Givenchy suits, and he even wore a Patek Philippe watch around his wrist. The old Santana was now a limited edition Rolls Royce.
I stared at my father with bewildered eyes and asked him in an incredulous voice, “Dad, is our family really the richest in the world right now?”
My father took out a Mayan Sicars cigar worth $500,000, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. “Son, I know you’ve suffered a lot for the past 18 years, and I feel ashamed that I couldn’t have provided more for you. I want you to take this ten million as pocket money first. You can ask me for more later if it’s not enough!” The Return of The Forgotten Legend
Yves Whilton Once a master of both healing and combat, Kayce lost everything-his memory, his power, and his dignity. Betrayed and left to wander the streets, he became the laughingstock of his in-laws: the so-called "useless son-in-law" who couldn't even fend for himself.
But legends couldn't stay buried forever.
As Kayce's memories resurface, so did the man he used to be-skilled, fearless, and unstoppable. With precision and power, he began to shatter every insult thrown his way. From street beggar to international powerhouse, Kayce rose again-this time, with his radiant wife by his side and vengeance in his heart.
The man they mocked was the man who would make them kneel. 
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