If You Live in Seclusion for Ten Years and Go Down the Mountain, You Will Be Invincible.

I walked down the rugged mountain road, filled with anger. Every word in that provocative letter was like a red-hot iron, leaving a mark of humiliation on my heart. I have been living in seclusion here for ten years. I thought I could avoid the disputes in the world, but unexpectedly my enemy Still is still there and he dares to be so rampant! I sneered in my heart, what kind of martial arts conference was this? It was clearly a farce of a group of rabble vying for power! I remember back then, when I was traveling around the world, competing in martial arts, the emphasis was on reaching the point and making friends with martial arts. How could I be like now, fighting for petty gains? It was simply a disgrace to martial arts people! In the past ten years, what has the world become? I muttered to myself, with mixed feelings in my heart. This old man, a thin man, saw that I had a bad look on his face, and thought that I was worried about being involved in the dispute, so he quickly said, "Don't worry, although this 'Martial Arts Conference' is a bit chaotic, ordinary people like us will not be implicated." If you have nothing to do, just leave quickly to avoid getting into trouble. This story is purely fictional. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.