Chapter 67: The Bck Knight

  Late at night, in the royal capital, a girl was being chased by a group of men.

  She screamed for help as she ran frantically, eventually being forced into a dead-end alley.

  Tripping over her own feet, she fell to the ground, facing the men who were closing in. She cried out for mercy, but her voice, echoing through the narrow alley, only earned mocking, savage ughter.

  Several men, dressed in extravagant clothing, pressed her firmly against the wall, tearing at her clothes without hesitation. Behind them, a fat, bloated man waddled forward with a lecherous grin.

  "Hehe, to be favored by Young Master, that’s the luck you’ve accumuted over several lifetimes," the fat man sneered, revealing a mouthful of gold teeth. He reached out, ready to touch the trembling girl whose clothes were now in disarray.

  Suddenly, a jet-bck energy arrow shot down from the sky, like the hand of death descending from above, bringing a silent judgment.

  Before the gold-toothed, fat young master could scream, the bck light struck him, and his body began to twist and dissolve, transforming into a stinking pool of blood at a visible rate.

  The surrounding ckeys, who had been intimidating the girl, were now terrified. They fell to their knees, trembling in fear, unable to move.

  The night wind blew gently, and a young man, draped in a red cloak and wearing a rge bck robe, descended from the sky, nding softly on the ground.

  His figure was tall and straight, the rge bck robe fluttering slightly in the night wind, and the red cloak behind him fluttered like fmes, making his silhouette sharp and menacing. The moonlight shone down, revealing his handsome, cold features, with deep-set eyes and sharp, defined facial contours. His gaze was as cold as the stars, as if nothing could capture his attention.

  He removed the cloak from his back and wrapped it around the disheveled girl, gently picking her up in his arms. Slowly, a pair of pitch-bck wings unfurled from his back.

  In the next instant, his figure soared into the sky, carrying the girl into the endless heavens, leaving the group of trembling ckeys on the ground, staring up in stunned silence.

  From that moment on, strange events began to quietly unfold in every corner of the royal capital.

  A man who had his life savings stolen by a thief sat crying by the street. Suddenly, with a ringing sound, he looked up to find the stolen money pouch falling from the sky, nding right in front of him. When he opened it, he found not only his stolen money but even more coins than before.

  A powerful and corrupt official died in his home te at night, his head mysteriously disappearing. On the same night, in the windows of thousands of poor families in the royal capital, bundles of silver ingots wrapped in cloth appeared without a sound.

  The next day, the people ran to tell each other, ciming that the "God of Wealth" had manifested, while the witnesses secretly spread rumors that, high in the sky, a man with bck wings had flown over the area where the "God of Wealth" had appeared...

  No one knew where he came from, nor did they know where he was going.

  Until one day, someone gave this bck-robed figure, who righted wrongs and helped the oppressed, the name "The Bck Knight."

  From that moment, the name "Bck Knight" spread throughout the royal capital.

  He became the nightmare of corrupt officials, the protector of innocent victims, and a judge who walked between darkness and light.

  The scene shifts to the present, over a hundred miles away from the royal capital, in Yongqing Prefecture. A faint light illuminated the second floor of a small inn.

  Sanbao gently closed the window, pulled the curtains tight, and crawled into her warm bed, falling into a deep sleep.

  Little did she know, not far from her window, on the roof of a nearby building, a tall, dark figure stood silently in the night wind.

  Dressed in a red cloak and bck robe, with a faint smile pying on his lips, he stood with his arms crossed, looking thoughtfully at Sanbao's room.

  "She’s an interesting girl," he murmured, his eyes deep and filled with contemption.

  "I wonder how many secrets you still have."

  With that, a pair of bck wings slowly spread from his back. The night wind swirled around him, and he transformed into a shadow, flying into the sky, blending into the endless darkness.