The death of Feng Chengyu, the founder of Qilin, was an inverted-scale in Xin Ziming’s mind. Old members who were familiar with the situation at that time didn’t dare to say it in front of him.
But General Jiang, the spring city lord did.
General Jiang was also a member of Qilin when he was young. The murder of Feng Chengyu, the leader of Qilin was a battle he hadn’t participated. He was full of sorrow and indignation.
Faced with General Jiang’s provocation at the moment, Xin Ziming was annoyed, but he was so deep minded and not as simple and straightforward as General Jiang. One didn’t even see too many emotional waves from his face. He just reached out and pushed his glasses and said, “Chengzhu, you are the same as before, nothing has changed.”
“I am the same as before, but the Vice leader is very different from that time. I am afraid that Qilin is no longer the same.”
“If you want to survive in this world, you always have to pay a price.” Xin Ziming stood in front of the window with his back to the light, making it impossible to see the look under his glasses, “Chengzhu, do you still blame me for the leader’s death.”
General Jiang turned his head away. In fact, he knew that he was too young and emotional at that time. He shouldn’t blame the death of the leader of the regime on others.
At that time, when the demons first fell, he was only 13 or 14 years old, his father and mother ran alone. Frightened by the maliciousness full of demons and adults, he wandered all the way. He finally took root in Qilin. Feng Chengyu, the leader of Qilin, was a kind-hearted man who took him in, gave him shelter, and taught him to grow.
It was a pity that in those days, good-hearted people generally didn’t live long. The leader who brought him warmth soon died. So after that, General Jiang began to pursue the power of strength with perseverance and madness. He even deliberately avoided his former comrades.
“Speak, what are you looking for me for?” General Jiang put his long legs off the table, “If you are still encircling and suppressing demons and the like, you don’t need to mention it. Blizzard only accepts orders related to high level demons.”
“Tenth level demon. Are you interested?” Xin Ziming’s mouth slightly curved, “Executioner.”
Masters above eighth level were rare in this world. Although General Jiang’s temper was stinky and arrogant, compared to those who were deep and unprincipled, his mind was simple and easy to understand. Xin Ziming could truly trust only him.
“Executioner? Tenth level?” General Jiang pondered for a moment, “This is too difficult. No melee can stand up to the tenth level executioner. No, I don’t want my brothers to die in vain.”
The executioner demon was completely different from the blasphemy they just destroyed in the cave.
Compared with the blasphemy which wasn’t as powerful as the individual attack. This kind of demon hid alone in the deep dense forest. Its powerful ability made all the strong humans retreat.
“I have someone. If I can invite him, plus you and me, you don’t have to risk your brothers and we can take the demon.”
General Jiang laughed, “Vice leader, have you not dealt with the executioner before? Aren’t you familiar with what kind of enemy it’s? Where in the world would you find someone to fight the executioner?”
Xin Ziming’s eyes moved through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows to the bustling crowds on the streets of Spring City.
“I haven’t invited this person yet. I hope you won’t be too surprised when you see him.”
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Jiang Xiaojuan walked in the lively market, but in the winter, she had to wear a pair of wide sunglasses to cover the marks bruised by the drunk man on her face.
Old Zheng wrapped his arm around her and shook her, “Okay, I promise this is the last time I hit you. Be happy, pick whatever you want to buy today.”
Every time he beat her, he would promise it to be the last time, but the next brutality would only get worse.
Jiang Xiaojuan, who was determined to break up, picked up many things casually afterwards, to save her broken heart.
Old Zheng pushed her to the fragrance-filled, food-stuffed stalls, and was very generous, “Buy whatever you want. I, Old Zheng, never treat my woman badly.”
In the mud by the street, there were many female beggars with thin bones and no clothes. They held the bowl with envious eyes, and looked pitifully at Jiang Xiaojuan, who was in the arms of a man and could pick the food she liked.
Jiang Xiaojuan swallowed when she saw the roasted meat grilled with oil, sugar candied fruit with sugar frosting, and big meat buns. The grievances in her heart and the pain in her body seemed to dissipate a lot.
She stretched out her hand to hold Old Zheng’s arm. She picked up a very expensive succulent kebab, and waited for Old Zheng to pay.
“What do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you,” a voice came out of the noisy place and fell into Jiang Xiaojuan’s ears.
From the gap between the crowd, she saw Chu Qianxun standing on the street,
She held two golden sugar candies in her hand and was teasing the man beside her.
“So you love to eat candies, just like a child,” she held one of the outlined sugar candies to Ye Peitian to eat, and easily gave a first-order crystal core to the stall owner as payment.
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