Rebirth of Wei Xiaobao's Star-Absorbing Technique

• Power and wealth are ultimately in vain, and the ultimate in martial arts is not the end. • Gratitude and resentment are all experienced, and sincerity is refined in the world of mortals. • Being carefree and at ease is the original heart, breaking through the void to seek the true self. • The legend of the ages will never die, and Wei Xiaobao will remain in the world forever. The last light in front of me is the cold blue of the computer screen. Wei Xiaoan's fingers were still on the keyboard, and his fingertips were already stiff. The sudden stop of the heart came without warning, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and then suddenly let go - when it was let go, life also flowed away. Thirty years old, programmer, working overtime for the seventh day in a row. He heard the sound of himself falling, very muffled. The colleagues' exclamations became distant, as if separated by thick glass. Darkness came up, warm and soft darkness, with a certain relief-like tiredness. Then—— "You little brat! Still pretending to be dead?!" A sharp pain in my ears. Wei Xiaoan opened his eyes suddenly, and his vision changed from blurry to clear. The first thing that caught the eye was a woman's face painted with poor-quality rouge. She was about thirty years old. Her eyebrows were painted thin and raised, and they were standing straight up at the moment, giving her a fierce look. "Did you hear what I said?!" The woman's hand twisted his ear with such force that it seemed like she was about to tear it off. "I asked you to go to the front hall to pour wine for Mr. Liu, but you are hiding here and being lazy? Your skin is itchy, aren't you!" Wei Xiaoan was confused. Where is this?