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Therefore, when the news of Fang Shaobai taking the initiative to fight with Fang Shaofeng spread, the entire Black Mountain City was immediately shaken. He treated it as a kind of joke, everyone thought that Fang Shaobai was overestimating herself, and wanted to flip around to go crazy, such a person was deserving of being humiliated, and wanted him to understand that cow dung could never win against pearls. Even though this pile of cow dung had already lit up a little, it was still dark, and was still a far cry from pearls.

To put it bluntly, anyone who was immersed in the halo of Fang Shaofeng's peerless genius would be able to barely accept Lin Qiuluo defeating the Lin Family, because Lin Qiuluo wasn't a genius in the first place, but it would absolutely not be acceptable for Fang Shaobai to challenge Fang Shaofeng.

However, there were exceptions.

autumnite, small name stone. He was born in a village just outside of Black Mountain City. No one in the family was a martial artist. His father was just an ordinary herb gatherer. Since he had no cultivation, he could only gather some ordinary herbs. His mother was a peasant woman.

autumnite's family could be said to be very, very poor, and using the word ”family disciple” to describe it was not excessive.

autumnite had a dream of becoming a warrior from a very young age. However, the rules of this world were too cruel. It was impossible for a poor farmer like him to join those sects and become a self-taught genius. Not to mention that he didn't have the means to obtain cultivation or martial skills, even if he did, he wouldn't have gold coins.

So, there was only one way for autumnite to become a warrior, and that was when he turned sixteen and sold himself to a large clan to become a servant. This way, he could change some gold coins to fill up the household, and on a monthly basis, he would also receive a salary.

Before long, autumnite would be sixteen years old. The time he had been waiting for had come, but he was troubled. There were several great clans in the Black Mountain City, and he did not know which one he should sell it to. If he didn't sell well, not only would the price be too low, but he would also be bullied by the old man upon entering the residence.

It was at this moment that he heard various discussions about Fang Shaobai, which immediately attracted the attention of a young autumnite.

Amidst these discussions, countless of them opened their mouths wide and ridiculed Fang Shaobai for overestimating her capabilities. But to the autumnite, it did not seem to care. He was even secretly mocking in her heart. What right did these people, who only knew how to mock others, have to mock a impoverished young master who wanted to fight with all his might?

Right!

In the eyes of the autumnite, Fang Shaobai, whom he had never seen before, was already seen by him as a person who was brave enough to stand up and fight. This kind of fighting spirit made him extremely moved, and was even full of motivation and passion.

From the moment he heard the discussions, the autumnite had been silently receiving all kinds of information regarding Fang Shaobai, capturing all the information that would be useful to herself from those shameful taunts. When he heard the news of Fang Shaobai going out to train, he became even more excited. He ran to the hillside and shouted at the top of his lungs a few times, then silently prayed: Young Master Fang, you must return safely and defeat that arrogant and disrespectful young master!

It was just that, among many of the discussions, there was no lack of people thinking that Fang Shaobai's so-called experiential learning was actually regret after her arranged battle, and that she had slipped away in the name of experiential learning, never to return to the Black Mountain City for the rest of her life.

Although the autumnite did not believe such discussions, it could not hold back and heard too much. Furthermore, it did not know Fang Shaobai.

He had no choice but to look for information everyday, hoping to hear news of Fang Shaobai's return from her experience. Day after day passed, but there was no news of Fang Shaobai at all. All sorts of ridiculing laughter had already spread to every corner of the streets, and some people even spat arrogantly when talking about Fang Shaobai.

The autumnite became more and more anxious. He felt like the spirit he had been hoping for was about to collapse. It was really like having no appetite or sleep. In just a few days, he had lost a lot of weight. His parents even thought he was sick.

The autumnite was sick, and indeed it was sick, but it was a heart disease and it still needed a doctor.

And today, this post finally arrived just in time.

In the afternoon, the Black Mountain City was everywhere discussing the news of Fang Shaobai's return from her experience, clapping their hands and waiting for the day after tomorrow, the news of him being defeated by the Fang family's contest conference, actually caused someone to rub their hands together, preparing to spit Fang Shaobai out of the Black Mountain City.

The autumnite sneered and quietly withdrew from the crowd. It turned its head and looked in the direction of the Fang family's courtyard, its heart clenching into a fist: Young Master Fang, I know you can win, you definitely can win!