Raising Orphans, Not Assassins

"There's still one more special building draw available."

"System, draw."

Chen Ye silently commanded in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Commencing special building draw…]

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the special building: Martial Training Ground.]

[Martial Training Ground: Training and practicing martial arts here will yield enhanced growth.]

Seeing the drawn building, Chen Ye frowned slightly.

A martial training ground wouldn’t be appropriate inside the orphanage courtyard.

"Looks like it’s time to expand."

He had already made up his mind.

Once Xiaofu grew a little older and could run around the whole courtyard, the space would start to feel cramped.

For children, a courtyard wasn’t just a courtyard.

It was their entire world.

Xiaofu didn’t have the best start in life, but Chen Ye wanted her to have a happy childhood.

Every child deserves love. No matter their past or circumstances.

"There’s still a long road ahead—one step at a time."

The corners of Chen Ye’s lips curled slightly as he settled into his reclining chair, eyes half-closed, fingers tapping lightly against the armrest.

Night deepened.

Silence fell over everything.

After putting Xiaofu to sleep, Chen Ye sat cross-legged on the bed, training his control over his Innate Qi.

If his Innate Qi were a reservoir, then what he needed to practice was—precisely controlling the flow of water when releasing it.

His internal energy was limitless, with an incredibly high quality.

But if he couldn’t wield it with precision, he would never be able to fully unleash his strength.

Of course, maybe… he was already invincible in this world.

There was no real need to refine his control over his Innate Qi.

But a person needed a goal—one couldn’t just drift through life blindly.

Who knew? Maybe, if he pushed himself further, he’d ascend to immortality on the spot!

Damn, while others practice martial arts, am I actually cultivating immortality?

Just imagining it gives me chills!

Chen Ye’s mind was filled with grand fantasies.

[Ding!]

[Commencing daily settlement!]

A translucent blue screen appeared before Chen Ye.

The daily event reports of the orphans were laid out before his eyes.

Da Ming, Xiao Lian, and Xiaofu were all fine—nothing out of the ordinary.

The only problem was… Sun Sheng.

[Sun Sheng dragged a Grandmaster-level expert—the South Sea Phantom—into the water, earning 500 points.]

[Sun Sheng viciously beat up the Grandmaster-level expert—the South Sea Phantom—earning 500 points.]

[The Grandmaster-level expert—the South Sea Phantom—was beaten so badly by Sun Sheng that he called him ‘Grandfather,’ earning 500 points.]

[Sun Sheng robbed the Grandmaster-level expert—the South Sea Phantom—earning 500 points.]

Chen Ye stared at the event log, falling into deep thought.

Wait…

System bro, hold up.

I need a second to process this.

Are you absolutely sure there’s no error in this daily settlement?

Chen Ye was utterly shocked by what he was reading.

Xiao Sheng… just how tough is your life?!

You made a Grandmaster call you ‘Grandfather’…?

And then you robbed him?!

Chen Ye stared at the system screen in silence for a long time.

[Ding!]

[Total points gained: 2,120]

[Current remaining points: 2,195]

[Ding!]

[Sun Sheng’s gratitude level has increased!]

[Current gratitude level: 73%]

In an instant, the points Chen Ye had previously spent were replenished, climbing back to over two thousand.

"Not bad—just 7% more gratitude, and I’ll be able to draw another Orphanage Director Skill."

A satisfied expression appeared on Chen Ye’s face.

[Ding!]

[Activating Sun Sheng’s exclusive mission!]

[Sun Sheng’s Exclusive Mission: Water Bandit]

[Mission Details: Carry out 100 raids.]

[Mission Rewards: 5,000 points, 200 taels of silver, Sun Sheng’s exclusive wish item 1]

Seeing the sudden mission notification, Chen Ye sighed.

Another one straying off the path.

Please, Da Ming and Xiaofu, don’t go astray too…

Living an honest life as an ordinary person—is that really so bad?

Chen Ye closed the system interface, slowly shutting his eyes, focusing his mind inward.

… 

Pingjiang Prefecture, Haijing Gang Branch

Night had deepened, and torches burned brightly along the docks.

The flickering flames illuminated the surroundings, turning night into day.

Dozens of brawny men, clad in coarse hemp clothing, carried heavy cargo on their shoulders.

The damp wooden planks creaked beneath their weight.

A man who had just placed his load in the warehouse stretched his shoulders and shouted, "Two more ships to unload, brothers! Put your backs into it!"

"The sooner we’re done, the sooner we can crawl into our wives’ beds!"

The man had a rugged face, and the back of his coarse garment was embroidered with a whale emblem.

At his words, the surrounding workers burst into laughter.

"Hahaha…"

"We’re dead tired, and you still have the energy to ‘handle’ your wife?"

"How about I take your place instead? Some of us aren’t as lucky, you know!"

"Get lost! Go practice your ‘solo techniques’ somewhere else!"

The men joked and bantered, and the dock’s atmosphere lightened considerably.

Among them, a leaner man chuckled as he placed his cargo in the warehouse, wiping sweat from his forehead.

A cool night breeze drifted in from the sea, carrying a faint salty scent.

It brushed against his skin—refreshing and soothing.

“Whoosh… whoosh…”

Gentle waves lapped against the shore, sending white foam spraying into the air.

The man turned toward the vast ocean, taking a deep breath of the salty night air.

Suddenly, he froze, his face shifting to one of utter shock.

He immediately shouted, "Brother Bao!"

The burly man who had just been rallying the workers looked up, a sack of goods on his shoulder. "What’s wrong?"

The lean man pointed toward the sea, his voice trembling. "Brother Bao, there's someone on the water!"

Bao Laosan narrowed his eyes and set down the sack.

"Which idiot dares to mess with the Haijing Gang?"

"No… no! It’s not pirates! It’s just one person!"

The lean man’s voice was filled with panic.

Bao Laosan’s heart tightened. He quickly turned to look.

Under the night sky—

The dark ocean churned like ink.

Through the shifting waves, Bao Laosan barely made out a shadow—a figure sprinting across the water’s surface at incredible speed.

That figure was fast—within just a few breaths, they had closed the distance.

Now, everyone could see them clearly.

It was… an old beggar.

His patched-up robes were tattered and filthy, his appearance completely unkempt.

Yet—

He ran on water as if walking on solid ground.

With each step, his feet barely rippled the surface.

And in the next moment—

He leaped onto the dock.

Seeing that this man could actually walk on waves, the members of the Haijing Gang were all stunned.

“Get me the person in charge!”

The old beggar leaped onto the dock, standing arrogantly as he shouted.

Upon seeing the old beggar, Bao Laosan’s heart pounded violently. He hurried forward and respectfully said, “Master Nan, I’m the one in charge here.”

Nan Yiyun glanced at him sideways, then suddenly cleared his throat and spat a thick glob of phlegm—right onto Bao Laosan’s face.

“You think you’re worthy of calling me ‘Master Nan’?”

Bao Laosan remained utterly respectful, allowing the mucus to slide slowly down his face.

He immediately corrected himself: “Grandpa!”

Nan Yiyun nodded in satisfaction. Then, without hesitation, he cleared his throat again and spat another glob of phlegm on the other side of Bao Laosan’s face.

“A little reward for you.”

“Thank you, Grandpa, for your generous reward.” Bao Laosan’s face now bore two streaks of phlegm, yet he remained as deferential as ever.

The old beggar didn’t spit again but instead asked, “Let me ask you something!”

“Have there been any recent rumors in the martial world about treasures or valuable items?”

Bao Laosan replied respectfully, “I’ve heard that the chief escort of Zhenyuan Escort Agency is currently transporting a sacred Vajra Pestle from Shaolin Temple, intending to return it to the monastery.”

Upon hearing this, Nan Yiyun’s eyes gleamed.

“Heh! Those bald donkeys from Shaolin actually let the Vajra Pestle slip out into the world?”

Bao Laosan added, “The Vajra Pestle was stolen by the Renegade Monk Qingyuan from Shaolin Temple. Now that he’s dead, the chief escort of the Zhenyuan Escort Agency—who has ties to Shaolin—has taken it upon himself to return the relic.”

“Pah!”

The old beggar spat another thick glob of phlegm—this time, right onto Bao Laosan’s forehead.

“You think I didn’t already know that? Why the hell are you running your mouth?”

Bao Laosan’s eyelids twitched slightly. His face was now adorned with three streaks of phlegm.

Around them, the Haijing Gang members clenched their fists, their eyes wide with rage. Their veins bulged in fury.

Bao Laosan was the branch leader of the Pingjiang Prefecture division, a formidable expert at the late third-rank level. He was a leader who led by example, never shying away from hard work, and was deeply respected by the gang members.

Seeing him being humiliated like this made them seethe with anger.

If Bao Laosan hadn’t stayed silent, they might have already rushed forward with their weapons.

“You’re right to discipline me, Grandpa.” Bao Laosan called out respectfully.

He remained in a submissive stance, hands clasped in a respectful salute, not daring to move an inch.

Nan Yiyun glanced at him, satisfied with his obedient demeanor.

“Get me a roast chicken and some good wine.”

Nan Yiyun swaggered toward the warehouse on the dock.

“Brothers! Get my grandpa a roast chicken and some fine wine!”

Bao Laosan quickly assigned someone to handle the task.

“Everyone, keep working. I’ll be back soon.”

He called out to the other gang members before quickly hurrying after Nan Yiyun, ready to serve him.

The other gang members still didn’t quite understand what was happening.

But one thing was clear—Bao Laosan treated that old beggar with extreme respect.

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