His right hand slapped the ground, and tried to jump-up even before his eyes were completely open. The instincts of an excellent assassin told him to leave the place this moment itself.
The first thought that came to his mind after waking-up was that this was a dangerous place â life and death were a hairâs breadth away in a place like this.
He began to rise with the support of his arm. Suddenly, he realized that his arm was too weak to support his bodyâs weight. Bang! He fell back.
He seemed to be extremely shocked. A million thoughts started to race through his mind. Where was he? What was going on? How did he end-up being here?
He realized that he lay next to a soft bed. He observed his surroundings, and found that he was in a magnificently decorated room. However, the room was empty except for a set of square tables and a bed. The bed that he lay next-to was so huge that it could easily accommodate seven to eight people.
[What happened? How did I get here? Wasnât I supposed to be in the middle of an intense gunfight? Or is this a part of my afterlife?] A surge of thoughts filled Jun Xieâs mind as he tried to recall the last memories of his past life.
*** ***
Jun Xie was a killer by profession; he was an outstanding gold-ranking assassin. He had made his debut five years ago. He could penetrate into any place. He was an ace killer with a hundred per-cent success rate. None of his predecessors had been able to accomplish such a feat.
He was ranked number one in the ranking list of assassins. Jun Xie or the âEvil Monarchâ had also risen to the first spot of the underworldâs top-ranked experts. Therefore, it was natural that the bounty offered for his head was the highest. In fact, the bounty offered for his head had been the highest for the last three years.
However, no one was willing to go near him since he was the top-ranked assassin; let alone killing him.
Many first-rate assassins had daringly accepted the job of putting the âEvil Monarchâ to sleep in the past; they had obviously hoped to get the huge bounty. But, the only reward that they received was death. The âEvil Monarchâ couldnât be touched; let alone be hurt or assassinated.
A wealthy person from Country âYâ had once offered an exorbitant reward of $100 Million for the head of the âEvil Monarchâ. Two assassins had accepted the job. They were as infamous as the âEvil Monarchâ, and were among the top-ranked assassins. They were found dead three days later.
No one had dared to take-up the job since then; even though the reward was increased several times.
It was a suicide mission. And, the money was of no good use for a dead person. So, the name âEvil Monarchâ had become a taboo in the underworldâs bounty list.
The name âEvil Monarchâ had become a symbol of fear for the people of underworld in every country. Many people knew about his existence, but no one knew how he looked.
Jun Xieâs character was true to his name. If one word had to be used to describe him⌠it was âEvilâ; if two words were used, it was âBloody Evilâ; and if three words⌠it was âGod-damned Evilâ.
Jun Xie had no friends; he always worked alone. He was extremely fussy while accepting his missions; not only towards his clients⌠but also towards his targets.
He would never kill a harmless person such as a defenseless beggar; no matter how much money was paid as the reward. However, he would voluntarily step-up to assassinate a harmful person. After that, he would go on to find the concerned personâs enemies, and request them for his remuneration. And, no one could say ânoâ to him. These hapless people had no history of hiring him. In fact, some of them had never even heard of him.
It was said that he had intended to kill a human trafficker once. But, he had been unable to find anyone to make the payment for the task. So, he had requested a little girl who was abducted by the human trafficker for a dime as his payment. A dime! He had a principle â he never did business without any rewards. And, there could be no exceptions to this rule.
Even his master and division members â who understood him well â were often left speechless owing to his character and way of conduct.
Another story was that⌠he had once removed toilet papers from the toilet⌠just before his master went to use it. So, his master had asked his aide to bring a toilet paper when he realized that it was missing. The then young Jun Xie had managed to extort $500 thousand as labor fees from his own master. He had called all of his divisionâs sisters to the toiletâs entrance. He had even invited several beauties to join-in. So, the master had to ultimately give in.
Jun Xie believed that his biggest weakness was that he was an extremely loving person. This statement often made people puke since his identity had been established as that of a top-ranked assassin.
However, his claim wasnât completely baseless.
He detested the poor being oppressed by the rich in his home country; especially the officials using their powers against the common people. Besides, he detested seeing his own people getting oppressed in foreign countries. This âpatrioticâ behavior of his had stirred quite a number of frightful disasters.
However, the clients still craved for his services since he had exceptional skills in fist-fighting and sword-fighting. Moreover, he possessed superior marksmanship, eyesight, and immeasurable martial arts prowess. All this had contributed to his hundred per-cent success rate. His achievements were truly unprecedented.
He was the only person amongst the peak-level assassins who had an unblemished record. He was indeed the ultimate assassin in the realm of assassins.
Jun Xie had another weakness â he was a typical hot-headed youth.
His last mission had been another âvolunteerâ job. He had heard that the secret organization of Country âMâ had quietly unearthed an invaluable treasure from the Kunlun Mountains of Country âZâ. Then, they had smuggled this treasure to their own country before Country Z came to know about it. Being a hot- headed youth⌠Jun Xie had exploded into a fury.
How could a national treasure be allowed to fall into the hands of foreign country in these peaceful times?
Jun Xie had singlehandedly managed to massacre his way towards the treasure by employing sneak tricks, traps, and excellent combat skills. He had proudly faced nearly one-hundred secret service agents of Country M. He had killed seventy secret agents before laying his hands on the treasure. The courage of the secret service agents had been shattered to pieces by then. Jun Xie was even confident that he could waltz out of the area without incurring any harm.
But then, something unexpected had happened.
A supernatural incident had occurred as soon as he had touched a palm-sized heretical-looking pagoda in the treasure â his entire body had become paralyzed. He couldnât even blink; let alone move his body. He hadnât noticed the blood that had gushed out from one of his wounds into the small, delicate, and exquisite pagoda.
Jun Xieâs last memory comprised of looking at about fifty âmini grenadesâ flying towards him and around twenty firearms shooting towards him. He couldnât do anything about it even though he was capable of wiping out all his enemies in one fell swoop with his strength and skills.
This feeling was truly infuriating.
[I had never imagined that I would fall today⌠in such an absurd manner. But, Iâve lived a good life. Iâve killed at least a thousand corrupt officials, local tyrants, and bullies. My life was worth something. I have no regrets.]
[Others would smile as they enter the Heavens⌠I smile as I enter the depths of Hell.]
[Iâve killed countless people. But, they were scum; they deserved it. It was fair. So, why should I be fearful? I donât care even if this act drags me down to Hell.]
[Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Exterminate the dirty scum! End the life of every criminal! I donât care even if the world condemns me as a murderer.]
[Is there anyone else in this world who has lived as I did? What a delightfully unrestrained life Iâve lived.]
Jun Xie let out a loud laughter as these thoughts crossed his mind, âHahahahaâŚâ
*** ***
âYoung Master, you⌠are you all right?â a timid voice was heard from beside him. The voice sounded as if someone was about to cry. Then, a cold hand was placed on his forehead.
[Young Master? This isnât a dream⌠This isnât hell either!] Jun Xie woke-up, and opened his eyes. Suddenly, he was hit by a wave of unfamiliar memories. He felt as if he was struck by lightning.
Was he inside someone elseâs body? Had he already been reincarnated? But, how could he remember his past life so clearly? [Can it be that I didnât drink Old Lady Mengâs soup (1)⌠or did I end-up in someone elseâs body?]
[Did I move to some other body⌠or is this a rebirth?]
Jun Xie lay motionless, and continue to stare coldly. However, he couldnât understand what had happened.
Suddenly, he laughed out loud, âSon of a bi*ch! Good deeds do fetch a good reward. I had never hoped for such a good thing to happen to me; I had never expected to survive like this. It seems that my great deeds in the past life had accumulated immeasurable amounts of merits. WahahahahaâŚâ
The ten-year-old girl beside him had been stroking her hand over his forehead. She trembled in fear as she heard him shout. She then ran to hide in a corner. She stared at the âYoung Masterâ with confusion and fear in her eyes. Her face was pale; like a frightened quail.
Jun Xie let out another scream; but it was a wretched one. It sounded like a girlâs scream. [Can it be that a âpartâ of me is gone? Nooooo!] Jun Xie hurriedly grabbed his crotch even though there was a little girl in front of him.
He heaved a sigh of relief as he realized that no part of him was missing. [The Heaven didnât mistreat me. I can still have children.]
[That really scared me. I thought that Iâve moved into a girlâs body.] Jun Xie wiped away the cold sweat.
[What kind of a person is this? The body is too fragile. Itâs such a crappy one!]
Jun Xie secretly whispered, [Doesnât matter! I would only take three to seven years to be back at the top as long as the meridians havenât been destroyedâŚ]
Suddenly, Jun Xie realized something â he was in a completely different world!
The place didnât seem like the Earth he was familiar with. He seemed to be alone in this world. He neither knew nor understood the rules and regulations of this new world.
This feeling made even a cold-blooded assassin like Jun Xie feel frustration.
He observed his clothes and the furniture. He realized that they were completely different from his timesâ. The joy of being alive began to subside as this realization dawned upon him. Instead, he started to feel confused.
[It seems that Iâve indeed been granted a second chance.]
Jun Xie shouldâve been happy with this prospect. However, he was filled with a feeling of extreme loss and pain. He had never felt like this before. His nose started to turn sour, his eyes started to turn watery, and his heart became suffocated. His mouth started to become self-deprecating as he began to cry for the first time.
[Itâs not easy to give-up on my homeland and planet. I believed in my last moments⌠that I could let it go. But now, Iâve realized that I canât let go; I really canât!]
[I thought that I didnât care for anything in this world. But now⌠I know that I care about a lot of things. In fact, I canât even count them.]
[Moreover, I donât belong to this foreign land. I canât have a sense of belonging to this place.]
[My soul will always be an outsiderâŚ]
Jun Xie inclined his head to one side. A tear escaped his eye once he was sure that no one could see him.
This was the first tear of a man from two worlds.
Never belittle a man who cries; everyone has to endure sadness at some point in oneâs life.
*** ***
Jun Xie stared into the bronze mirror, and saw a young and childish-looking face. His face was slim with thin lips, and long eyebrows slanting upwards towards his temples. A set of fine eyes added a sharp feeling to his face. He laughed and mumbled, âThe kidâs got some good looks. Heâs rather handsome. But, he looks like a âflowerâ boy⌠and his voice sounds like a sissyâs.â
His new body was drastically different from his last body. He recalled that his previous body was full of killing vigor. His looks hadnât been of the popular type back then. His eyes had been a bit small and thin, and his nose had been a point lower. Overall, he had average looks. But still, he had looked like a standard male. He had always looked down upon flower-boys even though he knew that there were some real men amongst them. He had never thought that he would end-up transmigrating into a flower boyâs body; and that too a handsome oneâs!
Jun Xie noticed that there was a tattoo of a pagoda on his left wrist. He stroked it, and asked in a gentle tone, âAre you the one who brought me over, mate?â There was a trace of pride on his face, [I managed to complete the mission. I kept this item safe⌠and I didnât allow it to fall into the hands of those foreigners⌠even though I transmigrated.]
The pagoda-shaped pattern was none other than the exquisite pagoda that Jun Xie had traded his life for! He was sure that it was the same pagoda even though it had transformed into a small tattoo on his hand. He couldnât explain how he knew this. But, his heart told him that it was so. It was a real and mysterious feeling.
The familiar pagoda pattern brought him a sense of comfort even though he was in a foreign land. However, he was still in a state of confusion as to what had exactly happened. He couldnât ascertain what kind of a feeling it was. But, he tried to remain calm and collected. His face didnât show any tension that went through his mind. This was one of the skills he had acquired as an ace assassin.
He was still in a quiet and indifferent mood.
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He was still stroking the small pagoda pattern on his hand. Suddenly, the pattern started to emit a burst of foggy yellow light. Then, it disappeared. Jun Xie started to feel lightheaded, and sensed as if something had entered his mind.
âStrange!â Jun Xie shook his head. He was amazed. The pagoda had initially appeared as a small palm-sized tower. Then, it had transformed into a tattoo on his hand. And after that, it had disappeared. Could it be that it was actually a legendary treasure?
Suddenly, a voice resounded, âYoung Master, the Old Master is asking for you.â Jun Xie was about to investigate what he had felt earlier in his mind when his chain of thoughts was broken by a voice.
âFor me? Why?â Jun Xie raised his eyebrows and asked. [What qualifications does this old geezer have to command me to go meet him? Does he think that Iâm his grandson or something?] However, he swallowed these words since he realized that the old master may be his grandfather⌠or at least his present bodyâs grandfather.
The little girl looked at him with a terrified expression on her face, âI donât know why heâs calling you.â The young girl lowered her head, and blinked in panic. One of her legs was positioned before the other. Her body was slightly tilted. She seemed ready to run away from the room.