Chapter 887: Black Six of Spades Doesn't Need to Bow to Anyone

Chapter 887: Spades Six Doesn't Need to Bow to Anyone

Endless reincarnation, the shifting of eras, the Tianshu Realm, the Tongtian Star position, Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, the Imperial Dao Ancient Collection...

“Did someone steal our memories? No wonder.”Sun Bumian looked down at his palms, then, as if realizing something, turned to look at the end of the street. A white-haired figure stood there, watching him expectantly.The two exchanged smiles.

“What a miraculous curse,” Sun Bumian couldn't help but marvel. “Stolen memories cannot self-repair, so others must intervene... Chen Ling intervened in my memories, I intervened in Jian Changsheng’s memories, and Jian Changsheng must be in Chen Ling’s memories... I should be the first to be awakened now.”

Sun Bumian quickly deduced Jiang Xiaohua's intention and understood the principle of this curse. For now, it was indeed the only way for the three of them to break free from 'forgetfulness' and recover their memories.

After figuring everything out, Sun Bumian's gaze returned to Young Jian nearby, a slight smile playing on his lips: “Spades, oh Spades, it seems this time... I’ll be the one to make up for your regrets.”

Sun Bumian strode forward.

At the entrance of the Chamber of Commerce.Perhaps due to the commotion, many passersby had already gathered at the entrance, whispering as they curiously watched the figure kneeling with bowed head in the snow.

Bang—!A hard boot kicked Young Jian, who grunted and was sent sprawling backward onto the ground. The sharp pain in his chest made his mouth twitch slightly, but he only kept his head down, saying nothing.

“Still talking back?” The butler walked up to Young Jian, slowly pulling out a leather whip from behind him. He said coldly, “Wrong is wrong, and improper work deserves punishment... Kneel and take a few lashes, then you’ll remember next time!”

“...” Young Jian kept his head down, silent.

“I’m talking to you, did you hear me?!”“...Yes, yes.”Young Jian bit his lip and silently stood up from the snow. His clothes were covered in dirty footprints, making him look utterly disheveled.

Just as he was about to kneel in public, a hand firmly held his shoulder.

Young Jian froze, turning to look. He saw a figure dressed in a Tang suit, wearing small round sunglasses on his nose, standing calmly behind him...

“You...” Young Jian stared at the unfamiliar face, his eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.

The moment Sun Bumian touched Young Jian, part of Young Jian's memories flooded into his mind...He saw Young Jian living cautiously and humbly under another's roof, enduring humiliation.He saw Young Jian, his fate not his own, sent into the Martial Dao Ancient Collection.He saw Jian Changsheng erupting in silence, roaring as he killed Yan Xicai, then saw the demonic red-clad figure shattering all his hopes and future with a single shot.He saw Jian Changsheng drifting in the icy sea, breaking down and wailing during the three soul-shattering searches, and hiding like a stray dog in Aurora City...

Luck had never favored Jian Changsheng. After seeing these memories of Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian’s gaze became incredibly complex. He had imagined Jian Changsheng’s past would be tragic, but never thought it could be *this* tragic.Looking at Young Jian, whose cheek bore a fresh, red handprint and whose eyes were filled with sorrow and brokenness, a long-forgotten rage surged within Sun Bumian.Behind those small round sunglasses, his gaze gradually turned cold and sharp!

“You again?!” The butler glared at Sun Bumian, shouting angrily, “This is our Yan family’s private matter, what are you meddling in??”

“You... you should leave quickly.”Young Jian quietly pushed Sun Bumian’s hand, pleading in a low voice, “Even though I don’t know who you are, you’ll get dragged into this... Please go.”

“It’s not that I invite trouble, it’s that I don’t want to cause trouble, but that doesn’t mean I fear it... Besides, a mere Yan family hardly counts as ‘trouble’.”Sun Bumian ignored Young Jian’s actions and instead looked up at the butler standing on the steps.As he rolled up his sleeves, he spoke calmly, “Today, I, your auspicious avatar... shall remove this misfortune for you.”

The next moment, under Young Jian’s bewildered gaze, Sun Bumian shot up the steps like lightning, a fist whistling towards the butler’s face!Bang!!A dull thud echoed as the butler’s nose was instantly shattered, sending him crashing backward against the main door.That single punch made the surrounding onlookers gasp in shock. After all, this was the Chamber of Stars, the Yan family’s domain; until now, no one except law enforcement officers had dared to act so brazenly at the Yan family’s entrance!

The butler saw stars, unable to recover from the punch for a moment. Then, a figure pressed close to him, skillfully held his body, and executed an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him into the snow!

Blood streamed uncontrollably from the butler’s broken nose. He lay in the snow right in front of Young Jian, his vision blurred... An unprecedented surge of anger and fear overwhelmed him.“Guards... Guards! Someone!” The butler shrieked, “You dare cause trouble at the Yan family! You’re dead!”

Hearing the butler’s cry, numerous figures began to rush out from inside the Chamber of Commerce, waves of law enforcement presence surging forth!

Sun Bumian, dressed in his Tang suit, stood calmly before the door, gently removing the small round sunglasses from his nose...Then, he casually looked back at the crowd rushing through the wind and snow!Colorful, awakening-lion-like flames ignited from his temples and pupils, like an enraged male lion roaring, and a powerful aura instantly surged forth!

“Get out—!!”Thump—!!The swirling snowflakes shattered in mid-air, and the charging figures froze in terror.Silence fell over the street.

The butler stared at Sun Bumian, dumbfounded, then stiffly turned his head to look at Young Jian in front of him... He seemed utterly unable to comprehend how Young Jian, merely the child of a humble servant, could suddenly have someone stand up for him.

“You... who exactly are you?” the butler rasped.

Sun Bumian didn’t answer him. Instead, he calmly put his small round sunglasses back on his nose and casually descended the steps, one by one, stopping in front of Young Jian, who was equally stunned and bewildered...

“I’ve lived for many years, and the thing I dislike most is lecturing... but this time, I’ll have to make an exception.” Sun Bumian stopped in front of Young Jian and spoke slowly, “Jian Changsheng, I know you feel like you can’t hold your head high here, that your life is meaningless... But there’s no need for inferiority, no need for fear... You have more value in life than all of them.”“Believe me, one day, you will stand above all of them... And if not, *we* will support you.”

Young Jian stared at him blankly, seemingly not understanding his meaning, nor who the 'we' he spoke of actually referred to.

Sun Bumian brushed the messy snow off Young Jian’s clothes... A hint of rare domineering presence inadvertently flashed in his usually nonchalant eyes.His calm voice echoed in the wind and snow.

“Remember this...”“Spades Six doesn’t need to bow to anyone.”