2722: C2722 Dust

C2722 Dust

Just when Yang Ping was getting nervous, Madame Zhu retracted her gaze and said casually, "Take a seat."

Yang Ping sat down, but he was scared out of his wits. He didn't know if Madame Zhu could see anything, but his performance was steady, and he sat down naturally.

Besides, he had a lot of faith in the old man.

"Are you dissatisfied with what I've done?" Madame Zhu's opening words caused the atmosphere to turn stiff, leaving Yang Ping at a loss as to how to answer.

Yang Ping thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes."

The answer was very straightforward.

There was no need to hide it.

Madame Zhu's expression was indifferent as she said, "Do you hate me in your heart?"

Yang Ping was secretly shocked. There was something wrong with Madame Zhu's condition today. She kept asking two awkward questions and did not know how to answer them. If he was resentful, would he be able to walk out of Hidden Treasure Pavilion? If Madame Zhu didn't resent him, she probably wouldn't believe him.

"Madam has her own difficulties. Tao Chengxi told me." Yang Ping hesitated before replying.

Madame Zhu smiled like the bright moon in the sky. The world was covered in a layer of silver, making her look unreal. She was too far away, making the man in the mortal world feel as if he was looking at the stars in the night sky.

Zhu Xi was very beautiful, and her pearls were beautiful, but in front of Madame Zhu, they were always lacking something.

It was probably the aura of an otherworldly being.

Zhu Xi was a beautiful CEO. She had seven emotions and five aspirations. Sometimes, she would do foolish things. She did not have the air of Madame Zhu, who could control all living things from a high vantage point. Madame Zhu was like an empress, any man had to lower their head in front of her.

On the other hand, Ming Zhu had grown up alone, relying on her own ability to make a living, causing others to cherish her. She could abandon her hatred and her career for love and sacrifice her life to save Yang Ping.

Ming Zhu could be said to have sacrificed the most for Yang Ping.

When Yang Ping thought of this, his eyes became even more determined. If he couldn't even protect Ming Zhu's business, would he still have the face to meet others?

Sometimes, a man's dignity was more important than his life.

Madame Zhu saw that Yang Ping had made a decision and didn't point it out. Instead, she spoke in a casual tone, "I know you are a soldier, so you have made small achievements in the army by creating your Beginning Fighting Team."

Phoenix felt that Yang Ping was a legend, but in the eyes of Saints, it was just a small achievement.

This was the difference in nature.

Yang Ping repeatedly said that he dared not and was extremely humble.

Madame Zhu continued, "Military God values you. "I was once asked, in the future, is Military God's position suitable for you?"

Yang Ping's face changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. Before LEE Tian died, he had said that Military God's position was more suitable because Military God's target was him. However, Yang Ping was not happy.

Military God was a form of address and a type of great responsibility.

The pressure was as heavy as a mountain.

Madame Zhu observed Yang Ping's expression and confirmed that it wasn't the first time he heard about it. She then said, "When Military God chose you, I expressed my opposition. This was why he made his own descendant, LEE Tian, attempt to draw in the Beginning Fighting Team and conduct an experiment. See if any of Military God's descendants can challenge you in the military. "

Yang Ping's body trembled as he looked at Madame Zhu in shock.

She didn't agree to his inheritance, why?

Madame Zhu sighed. She was no longer the empress, but a worried woman. She had her troubles, and she had her own reasons. She sat high on the throne, but no one spoke.

This was also the sorrow of a saint.

There is no absolute friendship between saints, only absolute interests.

As long as they touched each other's interests, brothers could fight against each other and even kill each other.

"The only reason I object is because you're not cold-blooded enough."

Madame Zhu stared into Yang Ping's eyes and said seriously, "Your master has been aloof from worldly affairs all these years. Because of a promise from back then. But he wants you to take on the task of protecting your family and your country. He and I have great hopes for you, far beyond your imagination. "

Yang Ping felt the courage on his shoulders increase. He muttered, "Why me?"

Because of my identity?

Because of my ability?

Or because it was easy to control?

Yang Ping's mind drifted as he recalled Lan Fenghuang's words. Mortals were merely pawns in the eyes of Saints. A man's words are good when he is about to die. Lan Fenghuang killed people before she died, but she had also done a lot of things for the country. Back in the days when the island nation invaded China, the two nations went to war, and the Apex Expert attacked each other. It was Lan Fenghuang who crippled the Octadic Snake by herself. Military God took the opportunity to seal it.

However, Lan Fenghuang had been sealed for thirty years.

How unfair!

At the very least, he wouldn't be able to do something so cold-blooded.

Madame Zhu continued, "You are not ruthless enough, so you have caused a lot of trouble. If I give you Military God's position, there won't be a good result. When it's necessary, you have to sacrifice yourself. Do you understand? "

Yang Ping was silent.

He didn't know how to answer.

Madame Zhu did not want him to answer, so she replied faintly, "If you were cold-blooded enough, so many troubles would not have occurred. The matter of the Zhu Family would not have evolved to such an extent. No one would dare to bully you. At least Lin Family people don't dare to do anything to you. But he asked you to kneel down and apologize, which is one of the conditions for cooperation. "

Yang Ping clenched his fist and was filled with anger.

Lin Family person, oppressed against Tai Shan!

Madame Zhu suddenly said, "There's going to be a problem with the Dragon City Seal soon." I won't be able to hold on for long. "

Yang Ping was surprised for a moment before his face turned pale. He looked at Madame Zhu in disbelief. He opened his mouth to speak, but the shock in his heart could not be described with words. If there was a problem with the seal, then the following matter could cause a disaster.

Madame Zhu was satisfied with Yang Ping's worry and smiled, "The fact that you can think of the people of Dragon City proves that you have a righteous heart. So you know what I mean. "

Yang Ping was overwhelmed with emotions and his thoughts kept changing.

For the sake of justice, for the sake of the people, he sacrificed his dignity, sacrificing Ming Zhu's final blessing.

On the surface, it was just an apology, but there were too many secrets.

After a long while, Yang Ping raised his head, his eyes red, and said in a deep voice: "Madam, I dare to ask, if Floating Temple requests you to marry Young Master Lin, in exchange for the peace in Dragon City, are you willing?"

Madame Zhu's pretty face was icy cold as she shouted, "Impudent!"

BOOM!

Endless pressure spread out, and the entire bamboo forest that was reborn began to emit a harsh winter that was akin to the last month of the moon. Even though the Months of Flames were bright and beautiful, they were as cold as the North Pole. Madame Zhu's phoenix-like eyes turned cold as a fierce killing intent burst out of them. Above her head, another bloody sun hung in the sky, enveloping the entire Dragon City.

The pressure was like the heavens, irresistible.

As long as she wanted to, she could kill him with one move.1

Yang Ping was under a huge pressure. Blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth as he clenched his teeth and insisted: "Madam, although Yang Ping is not talented, he has never been afraid of death. He has worked for the country for five years and killed thousands of enemies."

"It is the duty of the military to protect one's family and country. "But I can't kneel down and apologize for the sake of others' self-interest."

"You are as pure and holy as the sea, your pressure can cover the sky, and everyone admires you. "No blasphemy."

"I am as minuscule as dust, compared to Saints, I am of no use. However, to protect my family and protect my country, I do not care about the size of my ability, nor the level of my cultivation. What is important is my heart. Floating Temple is known as the holy land, yet it uses dirty methods to humiliate people, using the interests of the people to threaten them, and is even a holy land? "

Yang Ping stared at Zhu Madame Zhu with an unyielding expression. His voice was like a great bell ringing. It was deafening, yet it stirred up Madame Zhu's monstrous killing intent. She said coldly, "You think that just because you're Xuan Jizi's disciple, I won't dare to kill you?"

Lifting his head gently, Yang Ping seemed to see the dust floating in the air. He laughed and said lightly, "I have a clear conscience."

Madame Zhu sneered as her killing intent surged.

The situation was extremely dangerous.

In the nick of time.

Yang Ping was fearless and bravely met Madame Zhu's gaze. He tried his best to withstand the overflowing pressure but he did not show any signs of fear.

A real man!

Madame Zhu stared at Yang Ping and raised her hand. The sky full of bloody days gathered in her hand. This was a power even stronger than killing Lan Fenghuang.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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