Did No. 1 in the World Die Today?

Chen Wu Jiu easily killed the number one man in the world. On his way back to his hometown, he encountered a heavy rain and stayed in a ruined temple. In the middle of the night, a wet hand touched the back of his neck, strangling the sneer in his throat: "Really, let's see, hero, you killed the best in the world, then who am I?" The ghost face was so beautiful and moving that it scared Chen Wu Jiu out of his wits. The man dragged the cold rain all over him, climbed up on him, and dragged him to hell: "Wujiu, you are really... So cruel." Twelve years ago, his whole family was wiped out and he was seriously injured in the rain. It was Chen Wu Jiu who opened his palm, took out the broken branch, told him that this thing was useless for killing people, and took him to forge swords and practice martial arts. He was stubborn, cruel, and greedy for power, and Chen Wu Jiu never let go of his hand. Twelve years later, he took on the blood debt and fled with the secret treasure, and was hunted down by the whole world. He sneered in front of his old friend's sharp sword: "Everyone wants to kill me, why do you?" It's obviously you who gave me my name, martial arts, and power, so why do you want to kill me too! Chen Wujiu couldn't answer. He whispered: For the sake of peace in the world. Lightning struck. The man sneered and asked: Do you believe it yourself? Chen Wujiu felt like he was being shocked by electricity. Only then did I realize that I hated him for his innocent expression, sweet talk, and incomprehensible love. Hate him and don't love him. [Pain and emotion-deficient knight — Intention: Holding the wrong sword will lead to ten years of success.