Mount Qing, Wolong Village, a small courtyard with a fence.

"I can't go on!"

Under a large locust tree, an elderly man with hair all white is stepping on a stone stool, looping a hemp rope around the branch, intending to hang himself.

"Old man, is it really worth it just because I continuously won ten rounds of chess against you?" The speaker was a young man in his twenties.

The young man was leaning against the locust tree with a foxtail poking out of his mouth, and the dappled sunlight created a mild playful expression at the corner of his lips.

The old man pulled the rope with both hands and glared at the young man with a resentful look: "Ye Tianci! You are an outrageous ingrate! I poured out all my skills to teach you, and you don't even give me a chance when we play chess! You never let me win even a single round!"

The young man, Ye Tianci, said earnestly: "Old man, you taught me to give my all in everything I do."

"You ——"

"How did I end up teaching such a thick-headed disciple? I can't bear to live!"

The old man, looking as if he had lost all will to live, moved his head towards the rope.

"Whiz!"

At this moment, two red flag sedans screeched to a halt at the gate of the courtyard.

The car door opened, and a pair of slender, jade-like legs stepped out, followed by a young woman.

The woman was wearing a tight black skirt, her body curvy and attractive, with extraordinary beauty in her facial features. She exuded an air that was both extraordinary and refined, like a fairy descending to earth!

The old man had already jumped off the stone bench, standing there with hands behind his back. He looked calm and composed, like a lofty hermit from the outer world.

"Shucheng Lin Family's Lin Qingqian, greeting Ghost-hand Sir!" A woman with a few bodyguards walked into the courtyard, paying respects to the old man with utmost sincerity.

The old man looked at Lin Qingqian, his eyes slightly brightening: "So you are the granddaughter of Lin Dao Nan, Lin Qingqian? I haven't seen you for over a decade, and you have grown into such a stunning young lady. How is your grandfather doing?"

Lin Qingqian reverently replied, "My grandfather is critically ill. I came here especially to ask Sir to come down from the mountain to cure him!"

The old man gestured with his hands and responded indifferently, "I have retired long ago. The life and death of anyone has nothing to do with me. Your grandfather's time has not come yet, he will not die, someone else will save him."

"Where is the person that will save my grandfather? Could you offer guidance, Sir?" Lin Qingqian's eyes gleamed, while she paid respects again by bowing low.

"He is here, and he is also your future husband," said the old man.

Taking his cue, the Ghost-hand beckoned to Ye Tianci, "Hey, young man, aren't you going to meet your future wife?"

Ye Tianci walked over, limping as he moved.

He was surprisingly crippled!

"Sir, are you joking with me?" The neat eyebrows of Lin Qingqian instantly furrowed.

"Old man, what are you blabbering about?" Ye Tianci grunted in response.

Ghost-hand took out a yellowed, old envelope and threw it to Ye Tianci: "See for yourself."

Ye Tianci opened it to find a marriage contract inside. The words were clearly written in black ink on white paper. Indeed, it was a wedding agreement between him and Lin Qingqian from the Lin family of Shucheng.

"Old man, how come you never mentioned this to me before?" Ye Tianci scratched his head while asking.

"The time isn't right yet."

The elder, looking like a hermit disconnected from the world, stroked his beard and opened his mouth, "I calculated long ago that your fate has arrived, that you would leave the mountains today. That's why I prepared the things. The ten consecutive games I lost to you just now were to make you in a good mood for the journey."

"Tch!" Ye Tianci rolled his eyes.

The elder's face reddened a bit. He looked at Lin Qingqian: "Miss, Ye Tianci is your betrothed, and he also saved your grandfather. You should take him back to the Lin family."

Lin Qingqian swiftly took the envelope from Ye Tianci's hand. As she looked at the handwriting on the marriage agreement, she was flabbergasted.

It was really her grandfather's handwriting! Even his private seal was stamped!

This marriage agreement was really true!

"My betrothed is... is him?"

Lin Qingqian was stunned in place, her eyes filled with complicated emotions as she looked at Ye Tianci.

Ye Tianci was wearing a white coarse cloth shirt that was washed to the point of fading, with an old pair of cloth shoes on his feet. Dirt was flaking off him!

What's more, he had a problem with his leg, he was limping!

From a glance, he seemed to have no redeeming qualities!

Just as Ye Tianci was about to greet Lin Qingqian, a black-clothed bodyguard stepped forward from behind Lin Qingqian, blocking his path.

The bodyguard said scornfully, "Our young lady is not only the leader of the Shu City beauty list but also has the reputation of the 'Business World's Xi Shi'! Talent and beauty in one! The pride of heaven!"

"You being a cripple, dare to be betrothed to our young lady? It’s like a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh, don’t even bother looking in the mirror…"

"Slap!"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit across the face. The man went flying and heavily fell on the ground.

With a step forward, Ghost Hand coldly said, "It's not your place to ridicule my disciple!"

The black-clad bodyguard didn't dare to make a sound, hiding shamefully behind Lin Qingqian.

Ghost Hand glanced at Lin Qingqian and in a cold voice said, "Since you look down upon Tianci, you may all leave."

"Sir, Du Yong is my driver, he doesn't understand etiquette, I apologize on his behalf. I...I will take Ye Tianci back to the Lin family." Lin Qingqian hurriedly apologized.

Ghost Hand hummed lowly, placing a black and white ring on Ye Tianci's finger.

"Old man, isn't this your treasure? How could you bear to give it to me?" Ye Tianci's lips curled up in amusement.

"You brat, I am getting old, it's time to pass the Heavenly Gate to you. You should seek your vengeance as well, go down the mountain."

"Remember, do not reveal your cultivation lightly, unless you've cultivated 'Chaos technique' to the seventh realm." Ghost Hand said with a serious expression.

Ye Tianci couldn't help but show some emotion at his concern. "Don't worry old man, I've already cultivated to the seventh realm."

"What?!" Ghost Hand widened his eyes, looking as if he had seen a ghost, "When did this happen?"

"Just a few days ago." Ye Tianci's lips curled with suppressed laughter.

"Slap!"

Ghost Hand gave himself a hard slap on the forehead, let out a long sigh, and then tears of emotion welled up, "I'm so ashamed of myself!"

He thought of himself as gifted, and it took him more than fifty years to cultivate the "Primordial Energy" to the seventh layer. Yet, Ye Tianci had only used fifteen years to reach the same level!

Moreover, Ye Tianci's current level in medicine, fortune-telling, and the art of talisman were not inferior to his! His chess skills even instantly defeated him!

Ghost Hand leaped onto the stone stool, intending to hang himself.

Ye Tianci held him back, soothing him with filial respect, "It's okay, old man, don't be disheartened. Worst comes to worst, I will teach you how to play chess from now on."

"Get lost! Get away from me right now!"

Ghost Hand gave Ye Tianci a hard shove, pushing him into Lin Qingqian's car, and casually threw a package into his lap, cursing irritably, "Don't come back to see me if you're not going to provide me with a bunch of disciples and grandchildren! Scram!"

Two red-flag cars whizzed away, leaving Wolong Village.

Lin Qingqian sat next to Ye Tianci, her face void of any expression.

After a long time, she glanced at Ye Tianci's crippled leg, her voice was frosty, "May I ask, since you are a disciple of Mr. Ghost Hand, you must be a proficient healer. But your leg …"

Ye Tianci knew what she was thinking, he replied indifferently, "This isn't an illness, it's a wound. When I was five, someone broke my bones and tendons, I was on the brink of death, and was saved by the old man."

Lin Qingqian's eyebrows tightened slightly, "Can't Mr. Ghost Hand heal your leg injury?"

"To heal my leg wound, unless I find the rare medicinal herbs 'Dragon Tendon Vine' and 'Arhat's Bone', and refine the 'Dragon Bone Pill', otherwise, no one, not even the old man or immortals, could heal my leg". Ye Tianci's tone was flat.

Curiosity sparked on Lin Qingqian's beautiful face, "Who was cruel enough to extract your bones and cut your tendons when you were only five?"

Before Ye Tianci could answer, the shrill sound of brakes suddenly resonated!

"Screech!"

The red-flag car was forcibly brought to halt by several off-road vehicles!

A dozen burly men jumped off their vehicles, holding clubs, and surrounded the car with an intense murderous vibe!