Supreme Martial God of the City

Someone said that the sun and the moon are a tragedy, but it's not so. Although they never meet, they always look forward to meeting. They forever live in hope, which is another kind of faith in life.

Ye Tian gazed at that beautiful photograph. The two girls rarely showed their mischievous and cute sides, and his mouth unconsciously held a gentle smile.

Sitting on the sofa for about ten minutes, his mood gradually improved, and he went up to the second floor.

Lin Chumo's room also carried a touch of girlish decor, but it mainly remained simple, just like the first time he met her, pure as a snow lotus, untouched by a speck of dust.

Beside her bed, aside from a lamp, there was a photo of her in school uniform, holding Ye Tian's arm, eyes full of happiness.

Walking into Mu Yunxi's room, it had the elegance and nobility of a woman with a distinguished family background. A Picasso painting hung quietly on the wall, reflecting a girl's pursuit of art.

The furniture was still very new, it seemed it hadn't been used much, after all, she had just moved in and lived here for ten days.

Time is so brief, brief enough to be touched by the hands.

Thoughts surged, papers were short but feelings were long. After slowly experiencing the memories left by the two girls, he walked downstairs.

Alone, he quietly sat in the living room.

Suddenly he remembered something, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV.

Instantly, the whole living room filled with ethereal, melodious song, mixed with intense joy and shyness.

"Big bad guy, hurry up and come take us home."

At the end of the video, Lin Chumo, with a red face, held the microphone and whispered, her gaze looking off at him in the distance.

This was the performance from that literary evening, the two girls played "Little Happiness" for him, which was made into a CD.

Ye Tian rarely picked up a cigarette, he hadn't smoked for four years.

A small flame flickered at his fingertips, leaning back on the sofa, listening intently.

Meeting you was such a lucky thing

But I have lost the right to cry for you

May you spread your wings

In the sky that I can't see

Meeting you was destined

Oh, she will be so lucky

"Smoking is bad for your health, I forbid you to buy any, humph."

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall when Lin Chumo found a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, very sternly telling him.

Past memories felt as if they had happened yesterday.

The cigarette he had just held was put down and thrown into the trash can, he closed his eyes, revealing a slight smile.

Ye Tian leaned against the soft sofa, holding the warm velvet pillow. On the TV, the song of the two girls played over and over again, never tiresome, lingering in his ears, carving into his heart.

"Today, is New Year's, I came back specifically to celebrate with you, but you are not here."

Ye Tian muttered to himself, his heart ached like being cut by a knife, more dominated by guilt.

She came from a distinguished family, the pinnacle of ancient capitals, with a peerless beauty, a goddess of a generation.

She had suitors like fish crossing the river.

But she could have chosen someone of equal standing or even transcended the mortal world.

She followed him to Yunhai, met him, and pursued this married man without hesitation, who was her best friend's boyfriend. At that time, one could imagine her sleepless heartache.

In the end, she succeeded, but before she could be happy, she was threatened with death to declare her love.

As the song ended, the massive living room fell silent. Ye Tian picked up the long-unused phone with hundreds of messages, but only a few people knew this number.

They were all from the two girls asking about his well-being.

"Beep beep beep~~~"

He entered a string of special numbers, and in just two seconds, there was a reply from the other end.

Ye Tian remained still, only saying one sentence: "Tell me everything about the apartment."

"Boss, you've finally returned."

The voice on the other end was heavy, seemingly unwilling to face Ye Tian, feeling guilt toward him, full of self-reproach.

He was Xiao Xing, the leader of Star Pavilion, Ye Tian's brother who had been through life and death.

"It's a long story. Last time, following instructions, I sent ten elite members to hide around the apartment, constantly protecting the two sisters-in-law."

"One day, ten beautiful women arrived from above, within minutes, they took Sister-in-law Chumo away. According to the intel, those people noticed them but didn't kill them, though they heard the words Dream Divine Sect."

"As for Sister-in-law Yunxi, I found out that recently the Mu Family has been desperately currying favor with the Shen Family, wanting... to marry Sister-in-law off to Shen Cangtian, the wedding will take place in seven days."

"Many elite families will attend the event then."

The voice on the other end stammered, one could hear his deep breaths, as if he was completely exhausted after speaking.

"Shen Family?? Shen Cangtian??"

"I saw him last time, didn't expect he hasn't given up yet."

Silence for a long time, the call not ended, Ye Tian slowly uttered a few words, without any emotion.

But that was the most terrifying.

"Issue the Divine Martial Token. Seven days later, all elders of the Divine Martial Pavilion will bring gifts down the mountain, heading to the Mu Family."

"Also, tell those old stubborn ones, I, Ye Tian, wearing military attire, will go to the Mu Family to snatch the bride, have them arrive on time."

Ye Tian finished speaking, stood up, straightened his clothes, and hung up the phone.

On the other end, was a dark abyss, surrounded by the bloody bodies of the dead.

Xiao Xing, a remarkably handsome man, with eyes as deep as black holes, his gaze exploding, his body trembling violently.

Divine Martial Token!

Currently Divine Martial oversees Huaxia Martial Arts, guarding the sky and earth.

With the issuance of the Divine Martial Token, this vast territory of ten thousand miles, millions of elite soldiers, and the high-ranking Heaven Pavilion Elders obey my command!

"Shen Family, haha, barely surviving."

"You should feel honored to witness the boss in military attire."

Xiao Xing's voice sounded cold, like a demon from hell, making one's scalp numb.

Capital City, the pinnacle of ancient capitals.

Today is New Year's, a special statutory holiday, rare moments of leisure amidst busyness.

In terms of area, it's only slightly larger than Yunhai City.

But in terms of economic and cultural heritage, even three Yunhais combined can't compare.

Great waves from the east wash away ancient heroic figures.

Countless elite families in Capital City, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, gathering of heroes, atop the clouds like immortals, manipulating the fate of mortal civilians, watching the world's splendor, indifferent to human warmth.

This city, densely populated, tall buildings rising, attempting to reach the sky.

However, the people living here suffer. The price of a bowl of porridge is several times higher than in other third or fourth-tier cities.

Mu Family, a quiet woman's boudoir.

Ancient and elegant, with a scent burner inside, lanterns and streamers at the door, full of festive cheer.

A pink curtain half-opened, revealing a stunning figure, she seemed to have stayed up all night, her eyes red.

Beside the pillow, there's a photograph of a man, he, splendid and handsome.

"Swoosh swoosh~~~"

The woman dressed herself, took out a golden medal from beneath the pillow, and gently touched it, her long Qiushui eyes filled with tears.

Engraved with four words - Unrivaled National Hero.

"Ye Tian, farewell, see you in the next life!"

This woman was Mu Yunxi who had returned home, and the medal was given to her by Lin Chumo before she left.

She asked her to put it on Ye Tian on her behalf.