His head felt heavy, his thoughts still hazy as his eyelids slowly opened. The ceiling light was blinding, making him blink a few times before realizing he was lying in an unfamiliar place. A luxurious hotel room, a soft bed, and... a young woman sleeping beside him. His eyes narrowed. Who was she? His heartbeat quickened, not because of the woman’s presence, but because he suddenly realized—this wasn’t his body! He tried to recall… and then the memories came crashing down like a storm. He was Harold, the supreme martial arts master in the cultivation world. He had conquered countless sects, mastered the highest techniques, and became a living legend. But glory always attracted hatred. The person he trusted the most… his own fiancée… had stabbed him in the back. The woman he protected and empowered had handed him over to his enemies. Yet, the most painful part wasn’t her betrayal—it was the fact that his own younger brother was the mastermind behind it all. "I won’t let you live

The conversation between Hansen and the old man attracted the attention of many people around. Some stopped to watch, while others sneered and whispered among themselves."Young people these days... selling charms? Who would believe that?""Right, this is the age of technology, not magic!"Despite the ridicule, one person stood out from the rest.An elderly man sat in a wheelchair, observing Hansen with a sharp gaze. His body appeared weak, but his eyes exuded authority. Beside him stood a graceful young woman. She had long, flowing hair, a gentle face, and clear eyes—so beautiful that she caught the attention of many passersby.The old man finally spoke."Young man," his voice was deep and commanding, "you say your charm can cure diseases?"Hansen turned and looked at the old man casually. "That's right."The people around them chuckled, but the old man remained unfazed. He raised his hand slightly, signaling his granddaughter to push his wheelchair closer to Hansen’s stall.The youn

Without warning, the five men lunged at Hansen.However, before the first punch could land, Hansen vanished from their sight."What?!" one of the thugs exclaimed.In an instant, Hansen reappeared behind him. With a light tap on the man’s shoulder—Bugh!The man staggered forward and fell to his knees, clutching his chest as if he had been struck by a sledgehammer. His breathing turned ragged, and his face paled."What just happened?!" another thug muttered, stepping back.Hansen remained calm, blowing out a puff of smoke before speaking. "I wasn’t in the mood for a fight. But you had to ruin my peaceful afternoon."Suddenly, one of the thugs swung a knife at him. Hansen casually sidestepped the attack, avoiding it effortlessly, then grabbed the man’s wrist.Crack!"Aaaargh!" the man screamed as his wrist twisted unnaturally, dislocating on the spot. The knife clattered to the ground.The four remaining thugs hesitated, their confidence shaken. They had expected an easy fight, but with

In a dimly lit room at the corner of the city, Candra sat in a chair with a grim expression. His sharp eyes stared at the kneeling, battered man before him. The man was trembling in fear, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth from the beating he had taken from Hansen.Candra exhaled deeply, trying to calm his rage. He had spent a lot of money hiring this man, yet the results were embarrassing.“I paid you handsomely, and you return like this?” Candra's voice was cold, laced with a threatening tone.The man bowed his head, his voice trembling as he spoke. “I’m sorry, sir! We didn’t expect him to be that strong. We thought he was just an ordinary young man, but he… he’s like a monster!”“Monster?” Candra laughed cynically, but there was no humor in his voice. “Don’t joke. I know his background. He’s nothing more than a beggar who just appeared in this city!”“But… but sir, he has strange powers! We couldn’t even touch him!”Candra narrowed his eyes. If his men were saying th

"I won’t hurt you," Hansen spoke softly. "But you must understand that what you did was wrong."The man lowered his head, his face filled with guilt. "I know… But I had no other choice," his voice trembled. "I’ve been looking for a job, but no one wants to hire someone like me. My children… they haven’t eaten since yesterday."Hansen fell silent for a moment. He understood what it was like to survive in a cruel world.He reached into his pocket, took out some cash, and handed it to the man.Fortunately, Laotaro had previously given him plenty of cash, allowing him to carry it around and use it freely."I don’t like thieves, but I also can’t stand by and watch children go hungry. Use this to buy them proper food."The man stared at the money with wide eyes, then looked back at Hansen in shock."Sir…""Don’t steal again," Hansen added before the man could say anything further. "If I catch you doing it again, I won’t be this kind."“Also, make sure to use the remaining money as capital f