ys in front, each one shouting louder than the other, looking like a bunch of peacocks in heat, which made Ye Fan quite despise them.The first boy's name was Hou Sun, but when people heard it, they th...Seoul.

Seoul, the capital of South Korea.

Of course, it's now called Seoul.

But many people still habitually call it Seoul.

The origin of Hancheng can be traced back to the Han Dynasty.

After Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty destroyed the state of Wei, in the third year of Yuanfeng (108 BC), a fictitious county called Zhenfan was established here. This location had once been the capital of the Baekje Kingdom and was known as Weili City or Hanshan City.

According to historical records, the Baekje king “built walls and towers, constructed pavilions and platforms, all magnificent.”

Later, after the Baekje kingdom perished, Hanseong was occupied by Silla and renamed Hansi County.

In the 17th year of King Heondeok's reign in Silla, Kim Hyeon-chang, son of Kim Ju-won, the Prince of Myeongju County, plotted a rebellion and desired to establish his capital at Hanchi. However, he was captured and executed by Cheongmyeong, the governor of Hamgyong Province in North Han. This event ushered in the era of Goryeo.

During the Goryeo period, due to its location in the heart of the Korean Peninsula near the Han River and its control over the country's lifeline, it was known as one of the "Three Capitals" besides Kaesong (the capital).

After Li Chenggui established the Joseon Dynasty, he felt that Goryeo's capital, now Gaeseong, had a weak imperial presence. So, with figures like Quan Zhonghe and Zheng Dojeon, he chose a suitable site and began building a new capital in 1392 at Hanseong Camp, north of the Han River.

This place is surrounded by mountains and water. To the north are Beihanshan and Beiyueshan, to the east Lo Mountain and Longma Mountain, to the west Renwang Mountain, and to the south Nanshan and Guanyueshan south of the Han River. The Han River winds from east to west around the south of the city, forming a "landscape belt" of dragon sand water cave that is a superior feng shui pattern.

Therefore, in 1394, King Taejo moved the capital from Gaegyeong to this city and officially named it Hanyang.

The name "Seoul" replaced "Han City" in 1948. This change was made by South Korea to completely distance itself from Han culture's influence.

Seoul is also the only city on the entire peninsula that does not have a name written in Chinese characters.

But Seoul's official name change was not formally announced to the world until January 2005.

As for why it took so many years to officially announce the name Seoul, it was because the South Korean authorities waited for all the elderly people who cherished Han culture to die out. Only then would there be no one left to oppose the name Seoul.

Seoul is one of the world's most densely populated cities. Although it accounts for only 0.6% of the country's land area, its GDP accounts for 21% of the national GDP.

It is still one of the world's top ten financial centers, a world-important economic center, and its consumer price index ranks fifth in the world.

It is also a highly digitized city, ranking first in the world for both internet speed and digital opportunity index.

When it comes to living expenses, Asia ranks third highest.

When it comes to Seoul, one has to mention a joke.

Many years ago, an ordinary-looking elderly Chinese man went to Seoul. As soon as he got off the plane, he gazed at his surroundings and sighed incessantly, shaking his head.

At the airport, a beautiful artificial beauty, brimming with superiority, asked the old man, "Old timer, is this your first time in Seoul You look like a complete country bumpkin. Live well, and maybe when you've lived long enough, China will have a city as big as this."

The old man replied, “This is my second time here.”

The AI beauty was a little surprised, sizing the old man up and down: "Are you pulling my leg With your shabby appearance, can you even afford a plane ticket"

The old man smiled faintly: "The first time I came here, it was in the 1950s, driving a tank. Back then, this place wasn't called Seoul, it was called Hancheng."

Yue Qingke had also heard this joke.

Actually, he was very clear that this joke wasn't a joke but the truth.

But every time he thought about this joke, he would smile happily.

Just smile.

It means nothing else.

Now, as he sat in a stylishly decorated cafe in Seoul, thinking about the joke again and laughing, a strange sense of pride suddenly washed over him.

Yes.

He admitted that Seoul is more prosperous and upscale than most cities in the country.

Like he admitted, he wasn't a good person — but that didn't stop him. In the cafe in Hancheng, as he thought about how the volunteer army had once driven their tanks rumbling over this land, a sense of pride as a descendant of Yanhuang surged through him, his self-worth shooting straight up.

It sounded as if a voice echoed in his ear: "We've been here before, we conquered it."

In an instant, his blood boiled over. He just wanted to raise his coffee cup like a wine glass, toast the spirits who had never faded away in the heavens, and say to them—take care!

Who has decreed that evil people cannot love their motherland, or cannot feel pride because they are descendants of Yan Huang

Everything, everyone, has two sides.

Especially humans.

In a person's lifetime, no matter how good a person is, there will be times when they do bad things.

Even the worst person can have a moment when their sense of justice surges.

Now Yue Qingke is undoubtedly in this very instant.

Although he came to Seoul secretly this time and his actions were harmful to China, betraying the spirits of those who sacrificed their lives on this land decades ago, it didn't prevent him from raising his coffee cup, gazing towards his homeland, and softly saying: "Cheers to you all, take care."

As he spoke, he slowly tilted his coffee cup.

The coffee slowly spilled onto the white floor, like a string of brown crocuses blooming in the snow.

After the last brown crocus bloomed, a woman's voice, thick with allure, chuckled softly from behind Yue Qingke: "Hee hee, as expected of a wealthy person. This cup of coffee could probably cover an ordinary family's daily expenses, right And just like that, it's spilled on the ground. What a waste."

“If I could let those heroes who sacrificed their lives on this land half a century ago hear my heartfelt gratitude, even if it meant offering my own blood to commemorate them, I would not hesitate for a moment. What is a cup of coffee compared to that”

Yue Qingke said faintly, then turned away.

Then, he saw a graceful Indian beauty, her eyes seeming to sparkle with the spring water.

He was seeing Bodhisattva Barbarian for the first time.

Just like all the men who first saw Bodhisattva Man, his adrenaline started pumping the moment he laid eyes on her.

This, of course, is related to Bodhisattva's deliberate raising of her hand, gently smoothing down the stray hairs at the corner of her temples. It was a subtle gesture, imbued with the sixteen days of demonic dance she had practiced.

When Bodhisattva Man performed the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dances, even a formidable figure like Old Hu almost fell into its trap, let alone Yue Qingke.

"Do you want me"

Bodhisattva Man deliberately twisted her slender waist like a willow branch swaying in the wind, resembling a beautiful snake walking upright. She sashayed towards Yue Qingke, her bright red tongue darting out from between her pearly teeth and lightly brushing her upper lip, releasing a captivating fragrance that quickly permeated the entire room.

"Think."

Yue Qingke's eyes, which had been so clear just moments ago, were now clouded with confusion. His Adam's apple bobbed nervously as he watched Bodhisattva Man's fingers glide gently across his cheek. He could only stare into her eyes, his breath becoming increasingly rapid.

"How do you want me to"

Like a phantom that walks silently, Guanyin's footsteps made no sound. Her heel lightly rotated, and she spun behind Yue Qingke, then grasped his neck with both hands.

Yue Qingke saw—he walked into a palace.

The palace color was mainly pink, and pink gauze hung from the virtual city.

Light gauze flutters even in stillness.

With a sudden bang that echoed from the horizon, Yue Qingke instinctively froze.

What palace, more than a dozen alluring dancers in beautiful costumes, beauties of all sorts, were gone.

He was still in the private room of the cafe, holding onto a chair—a *clink* sound was the coffee cup being placed on the table.

Illusion!

Yue Qingke suddenly woke up and looked up, only to see Bo Su Man sitting calmly on the chair beside him, looking at him with a half-smile.

Although it was an illusion, the fragrance that captivated Yue Qingke was real, swirling around him.

He quickly waved his hand in front of his nose, then retreated hastily, leaning against the partition door. He reached into his pocket with his right hand and stared intently at the woman.

In his pocket, he had a small Browning pistol, made of special plastic, including bullets.

Only such a handgun could evade airport security checks.

After grasping the gun handle, Yue Qingke instantly calmed down. He aimed the muzzle at her through his trousers and asked slowly, "Who are you Is this fragrance poisonous"

If he wasn't worried about the smell being poisonous, maybe she would have provided an antidote. Yue Qingke was too lazy to waste time talking with her; he had already pulled the trigger.

"Don't worry, the fragrance is harmless. This is just my special incense."

The bodhisattva, her eyes flickering, swept past Qing Ke's trousers pocket as if in passing. Still smiling, she said, “I didn't intend to harm you. That just now was a greeting, allowing you to experience the wonder of the Heavenly Demon Dance. If I wanted to harm you, why wait until after you came to South Korea Besides, as I told you clearly, we are allies. My master, Qin, sought you out only to gain your cooperation and help us eliminate our common enemy.”

"The Heavenly Demon Dance Just now, was that the legendary Heavenly Demon Dance"

Fixing his gaze on Bodhisattva Man, Yue Qingke waited for a while, confirming that she posed no threat before believing her words. He reached into his pocket with his right hand and said, "Who are you Where are you from How did you know who my enemy is"

"Can I not answer"

"No."

Yue Qingke resolutely vetoed: "I never make allies with unfamiliar people."

"Sigh. Well, I'll tell you then. My name is Bodhisattva Man, and I come from the Indian city of Tianzhu Men. You might not have heard of Tianzhu Men, but that doesn't matter."

Bodhisattva Man sighed softly and continued, "What's important is that I know you dream of killing Li Nanshan. But, you can't kill him."

"Why"

Yue Qingke was a little confused: “You contacted me just now, saying Li Nanfang was our common enemy, so why don't you let me kill him”

"Because, he can only die by my hand."

The Bodhisattva lightly parted her vermilion lips and answered softly.

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