Chapter 227 (1/2)

Author: Filthy

After Ling Jue walked far away, she saw that Niu Tingxiong was still behind her. She turned around and looked at him with a frown. “What’s the matter? Are you scared?”

“Scared… Who’s scared?!” His legs were a little weak as he slowly walked toward Ling Jue step by step. “Jue… Master Ling Jue, how… How did you do that? How did you get over that iron net so easily? Did you really go to Shaolin Temple?!”

“What’s Shaolin Temple?” asked Tang Yuan, but he could not hear what Tang Yuan was asking.

“What is Shaolin Temple?” asked Ling Jue. She was curious as well. What was that?

“It’s just a temple. I heard that there are a lot of powerful martial arts in there. Once you master them, you’ll be invincible!” He looked into the distance with a yearning look. “I want to learn martial arts too. I want to be a martial arts star in the future. Haha.”

“…” Ling Jue did not say anything. Looking at the situation in the forest, it did not seem to be any different from an ordinary forest.

“I want to make money in the future. I want to fix the small bridge in our village so that it won’t flood every time it rains. Last time, Uncle Li’s grandson was washed away. I will fill the lotus pond with water so that we can row boats in it. I will build many small pavilions so that grandma and grandpa can enjoy the cool in it. I will also fix this road and turn this place into a factory so that my parents won’t have to go out to look for work. My little brothers will also cry every New Year. They will have to send my parents out to work. I won’t see them for a few years…”

Ling Jue had been listening to his nagging. She had to admit that this kid was still a little concerned about the world.

The village was indeed in ruins. It did not matter if it was the people here or those who had already left.

Many people moved away, leaving behind the elderly and children.

There were many left-behind children and elderly left-behind.

“That’s why I must become a martial arts star and become a best actor! I want to make my father proud! I want to contribute to the tourism industry in my hometown!” He clenched his fists tightly with a determined look on his face.

Ling Jue’s eyes moved slightly. This kid still had a dream. It was rare and valuable. As a kid who liked to fight, he did not hurt others and subdued a group of bullies.