Smart Alec suddenly had two bags in front of him, though I hadn’t noticed when they appeared. He tossed his cigarettes into one bulging bag, stood up, walked over to me, and gave my head a hard knock with his hand. “You idiot, you haven’t even figured out who your opponent is. If that’s not being an idiot, what is?”

This time, surprisingly, I didn’t lose my temper. Instead, I looked at Smart Alec in confusion, watching as he held the two disproportionate bags in his arms. “Old man, what exactly is a half-orc?”

“Brother Xiaohei, don’t tell me you don’t even know what a half-orc is!” Shawn Moon asked, exaggeratingly opening his mouth wide.

I shook my head and replied confidently, “I’m just—”

“I know you’re just an ordinary person from a small town in the Elven Province. You don’t need to repeat that; everyone in Chila Point knows!” Smart Alec interrupted me, and with a seriousness I’d never seen before, explained to me what a half-orc was.

During the millennia-long War of the Realmgods, creatures from the four realms mingled together—sometimes I’d ally with you, sometimes you’d cooperate with him, all tangled up in complicated relationships. In this complex political web, the beings of the four realms had plenty of interaction—physically and physiologically, that is.

It was through this kind of interaction that an entirely new race was born. When humans and orcs mingled, half-orcs were produced; when humans and elves mingled, half-elves were born; and when humans and demons mingled, a kind of human-demon hybrid emerged.

These new races, born from the union of two different races, absorbed the strengths of both, discarding the flaws, and formed a new kind of people. However, due to the mutual hostility between races, these new races were not accepted by others. Moreover, not all members of these new races were particularly strong, and their numbers were few, so after the War of the Realmgods, they were gradually eliminated.

The Fire Lion is a half-orc with the bloodline of the orcish Fire Lion tribe. The Fire Lion tribe is a powerful clan among the orcs; besides having the strength of lions, what’s even more terrifying is their ability to command fire elements. The Fire Lion tribe has always been high nobility in the Orc Empire, second only in status to the imperial family—the Dragon Clan.

How Tyson Ford inherited his orcish bloodline is impossible to trace. But he is indeed a half-orc with Fire Lion blood, which means that in addition to having the strength of a lion and the ability to wield fire, he also possesses human intelligence and agility. Tyson Ford is an ominous person; after he was born, his village was swept by a plague, and everyone except him died in that disaster. Later, he was adopted by a kind-hearted traveling merchant, but within two years, the merchant’s entire family also died mysteriously of illness. Before the merchant died, he gave Tyson Ford a secret scroll, which recorded the battle techniques left by the Fire Lion tribe during the War of the Realmgods. From then on, Tyson Ford awakened!

He trained alone in the deep mountains and forests for ten years, and then Tyson Ford returned to the world. His immense strength and terrifying fire-wielding abilities quickly caught the attention of those with ulterior motives. Completely unaware of the dangers of the world, Tyson Ford became an assassin tool for a powerful noble family in the Kingdom of Luodan. That year, Tyson Ford was twenty years old.

For the next ten years, under the orders of the powerful noble, Tyson Ford killed countless people. Every task he undertook was flawlessly executed, and in the martial world, he was known as the Lion King. But when he turned thirty, he met someone—a high monk of the Buddhist sect. That time, he was ordered to eliminate the noble’s rival, and just as he was about to kill his target, the high monk appeared. The monk was willing to take on Tyson Ford’s most lethal move: the Shredding Claw.

Thirty claw strikes landed on the monk, but didn’t harm him in the slightest, while Tyson Ford was suddenly struck by a great enlightenment, and from then on disappeared from the world…

From this incident, I drew a conclusion: when you go out on a job, if you run into a bald monk, it’s best to immediately wash yourself with pomelo leaves, or you’re bound to have bad luck!

I quietly listened to Smart Alec’s rambling, then calmly glanced at everyone. Suddenly, I grabbed Morgan Wolf’s hand and, using a tone so sickening even I wanted to vomit, said sweetly, “Brother Wolf, could you please tell Lord Lion that I was just joking with him earlier? The big boss of Chila Point is him, I absolutely won’t compete with him for the position.”

“Tell him yourself!” Morgan Wolf resisted the urge to vomit, flinging my hand away. “Tyson Ford hates people who go back on their word the most. I’m not going.”

“Brother Wolf, I’m begging you!” I looked at Morgan Wolf with teary eyes, lowering myself and pleading, “At most, if you help me this time, I’ll do whatever you say in the future, okay?”

Not only Morgan Wolf, but also Smart Alec, Charles Young, and The Moon Family all made retching sounds at the same time. But my words clearly didn’t move Morgan Wolf; he looked at me coldly and said, “Do you know that back in the day, even when the world’s number one performer Blake Stone stripped naked and begged me like this, I still killed her!”

“Damn it, if you won’t say it, then forget it! At worst, I’ll just die!” I exploded in anger, stood up, and turned to leave.

Behind me, I heard Charles Young quietly ask, “Allen Wolf, was Blake Stone really killed by you?”

“Of course!”

“Did you ever…”

“Of course… not!”