Chapter 769
Chapter 769
Chapter 769
After the two acts, the affairs of the world are mixed.
Jiangnan won the bet, and the will of the world also won the bet.
At this moment, although the two of them have not said anything explicitly, they have already tacitly agreed in their hearts.
This so-called gamble is the key to deciding how to deal with Ganli Erdao in the end.
If Jiangnan loses, the will of the world will erase Ganli Erdao and the entire Immortal Land in an instant, but if Jiangnan wins, he will continue to let Dao and Immortal Land flourish—even if such an approach is harmful to him. And to no avail.
If this is the will of the world before the birth of the real will, it is absolutely impossible to happen.
But as he said, once there is a "self" thinking, all thinking is no longer objective, and no longer blindly pursue pros and cons.
.
When the scene in which the number one scholar in the capital killed his poor partner for the sake of his future, the society, and the marriage contract of the princess was staged, it did not cause any disturbance.
Those who saw the clues did not dare to speak, did not want to speak, and disdain to speak; those who did not see the clues, kept in the dark, felt as if it was an accident.
But what happened today, after word of mouth, passed to the emperor's ears, and passed through the princess's ears, it looked another way.
Most likely, it was just a shameful woman who fantasized about being the number one scholar and ran into the team, and was trampled to death by the frightened horse.
In this era when human lives are worthless, there can be no storms.
From then on, the peasant girl's bones became cold, and the champion man had a bright future.
— If nothing else, it should be so.
But not surprisingly, an accident happened.
What will happen to those who are disliked by the will of the world?
The answer to this question is equivalent to, what will be the fate of a hair that you don't like?
— Unplug it.
Without mercy, even pulled it out with a bit of disgust.
On the long street, the parade of Zhuangyuan Lang's team is still going on.
The cold horseshoes stepped over the bones of the farm girl Weihan on the red carpet, just like a wit stepping on the blood and flesh of an ordinary partner to climb to a higher place.
The common people have long forgotten the peasant girl who happily appeared on the stage and shed blood on the street, and they only applaud the number one scholar who is the most sage in the ages.
The guards held iron soldiers, without squinting, and solemnly moved forward.
The musicians followed the team, watching their noses, noses, and hearts, and did not hear anything outside their ears.
For a time, the eulogizing team swaggered through the market, incomparably harmonious.
But at a certain moment, a sudden change occurred.
The smiling, enthusiastic, and extremely friendly Zhuangyuan Lang suddenly felt as if he saw something extremely terrifying, and his whole body was shocked!
All the blood on his face disappeared!
With both hands, he pulled the rein suddenly, pulling the horse under him to jump high!
——Fortunately, there was no one in front, otherwise two lives would have been splashed on the cold red carpet today.
At the same time, this movement surprised everyone!
The guards were terrified, they clenched their iron soldiers tightly and looked around vigilantly.
People, you look at me, I look at you, with a blank face, and don't know what happened at all.
On the long street, the world and the ground are peaceful.
But on the face of Zhuangyuan Lang, it seemed as if he had seen some terrible scenery that ordinary people could not see, and he couldn't help himself!
He looked at the open space in front of him, his face was pale, his eyes were round, and he pointed there,
"You...why are you..."
No one knew what he was talking about.
But in the blink of an eye, the fear and horror on Zhuangyuan Lang's face turned into cruelty and determination!
Because he saw it.
I saw... Sophora japonica.
Sophora Hua, who was trampled to death by his tall horse just a moment ago, appeared in the long street again at this moment, watching him quietly.
——In those eyes, there was no blame, no resentment, only the calmness as always.
It was exactly the same as when the demure peasant girl stood at the door waiting for him when he came home from school.
There is no doubt that Zhuangyuan Lang has seen hell.
——Although this country is also thin in aura, it is at least better than Baishui Country. Therefore, in those rumors in the market, it is accepted that evasion is a bit weird.
Seeing the ghost of Sophora japonica, Chen Longyu, the number one scholar, was afraid at first, but after reacting immediately, he became decisive!
Han Chuang studied hard for ten years and finally made it to the imperial list.
He absolutely doesn't allow anyone to ruin his future, not his chaotic partner, nor ghosts...nor!
"I am His Majesty's Imperial Nominee, the number one scholar!"
"My body has its own majesty, masculinity and righteousness in the world!"
"Demons and ghosts, die quickly!"
There is one thing to say, Zhuangyuan Lang has never practiced martial arts, nor has he cultivated Taoism.
But the so-called ghosts are nothing but the transformation of yin energy and obsession, and this place is in the capital, with extremely strong yang energy!In addition, Chen Longyu is the number one scholar, the number one sage in the ages who was proclaimed by the emperor himself, and he has some luck of the country, and finally he has been studying for more than ten years, with awe-inspiring spirit in his chest!
What are you afraid of?
As soon as the words fell, between the heaven and the earth, a boundless righteousness invisible to people surged up like waves, completely submerging that ghostly figure!
This scene, in the eyes of mortals who have not yet opened their spiritual knowledge, does not have any strangeness, but they also vaguely feel that the figure of Zhuangyuan Lang just now seems to have become extremely majestic, standing upright!
Zhuangyuan Lang's eyes showed a fierce look, looking at the ghostly figure submerged in awe-inspiring righteousness, his face was as cold as iron!
But the next moment, before he could laugh, a faint sigh came from the void.
Zhuangyuan Lang was taken aback.
But I saw two figures walking out of the void.
And the so-called awe-inspiring righteousness disappeared in an instant before approaching them.
"One thing to say, you ruined your last chance."
Jiang Nan looked at the ghost of the peasant girl with empty eyes, "—I can hardly imagine that when that guy decided to completely erase you, she would intercede for you."
"But that guy didn't know what kind of madness he was, and he agreed—but you wasted the opportunity she finally won for you."
Looking at the ghost of Sophora japonica, Jiang Nan sighed.
——Before, both he and the will of the world were preparing to leave.
After all, their purpose is to witness countless things in the world, to judge whether or not to allow humanity to continue to thrive.
But just when the will of the world wanted to erase the existence of the champion because of a trace of disgust, the soul of the Sophora japonica that he had taken away earlier took the initiative to intercede for him.
Please, the world will spare his life.
What Jiangnan didn't expect was that the latter actually agreed—he let Sophora's soul appear in front of the Zhuangyuan Lang, and asked him to make another choice, to see if he could feel compassion and treat the farmer who used to study for him kindly. female.
Then, what Jiangnan didn't expect was that Huaihua's soul had just appeared, without even saying a word.The endless mighty righteousness driven by the number one scholar came over to her.
World Will's face was calm, and when he looked at Zhuangyuanlang, there was a glint of misfortune in his eyes—maybe it was because the will was just born, and he had seen too few nasty things with his own eyes, so he expressed unabashedly about Zhuangyuanlang's behavior. disgust.
"You... who are you? I am the number one scholar appointed by His Majesty! This place is the capital, heavily guarded, even if you kill me, you will not be able to escape!" Zhuangyuan Lang saw the two of Jiangnan and the unscathed The ghost of Sophora japonica, startled, shouted!
After the words fell, he found that the two people in front of him did not show any fear or embarrassment.
Instead... full of mercy.
That look.
It's like looking at ants in the dust.
The will of the world didn't even bother to talk to him, just shook his head slightly.
Immediately, Zhuangyuan Lang felt dizzy for a while.
He subconsciously looked down.
I saw that the boots fell from my feet, and the trousers were shriveled!
--disappear!
His body is disappearing!
But when she raised her head suddenly, Sophora Huai's soul and those two identical men had long since disappeared!
"Ahhhh!"
Although there was no pain, the fear of seeing his body disappear with his own eyes still terrified Zhuang Yuanlang!
He was sober, watching everything in horror, watching himself, slowly disappearing!
Boom!
In the end, only the crown made of gold and silver fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
And the number one scholar who was destined to have a bright future has disappeared.
The people around are all shocked!
Countless guards were equally astonished!
From time to time, their faces become blank.
--what's going on?
why am i here
Who laid the red carpet on the ground?
— to forget.
Those who are erased will not even retain their memories.
……
heaven.
Sophora japonica stared blankly, and saluted the two respectfully.
At this moment, even though she didn't know the identities of the two of Jiangnan, she also understood that it was the other party who took her soul so that she would not disappear into the world, and she also agreed to her request.
"The wish is fulfilled, let's reincarnate."
The will of the world seemed unwilling to say more, waved his hand, and said so.
Sophora japonica's soul bowed again, turned into a streak of light, and disappeared into the sky. "
"Go to the next place."
The will of the world waved its hands and walked away.
Jiang Nan looked at him, but there was a strange look in his eyes, "I think...you are a bit human."
At that moment, the will of the world stopped, turned its head, and gave Jiang Nan a vicious look: "Don't insult me."
Jiang Nan shrugged and said no more.
The figures of the two disappeared completely.
The third bet.
The two came to a remote mountain village.
This place is located at the very edge of a mortal country, backed by endless mountains, barren and extremely poor.
——Even the land under its jurisdiction has forgotten that there is such a place under its own rule.
In the mountain village, there are dozens of households who cut off contact with the outside world and are self-sufficient.
And the result of this is that it all depends on God.
If the weather is good, they can barely eat and drink enough.
But if there is a wilderness, the mountain village of a hundred people will be in jeopardy.
For example, now.
God, it has been dry for a long time; there is no harvest in the soil; there is no food, and the mountain behind is also bare, and some prey to satisfy the hunger can not be found.The village chief went on a long journey, and the Chang county asked for help, but he has not returned yet.
This village has reached its end.
——The above are all from the narration of the will of the world.
In the mountain village, Jiangnan and the will of the world walk together.
In the sky, the wind and snow were violent, and the doors of the dilapidated huts were closed, and they were starving and trying to survive the wind and snow.
On the desolate and empty snow field, there was only a thin middle-aged man, dragging a creaking cart, and on the cart was an old woman wrapped tightly in an old quilt.
She opened her eyes, but her face was dull, her eyes were lifeless, and her limbs under the quilt were gradually shrinking due to years of inactivity.
To put it simply, it is a dying old man who needs personal care.
Jiangnan and the will of the world followed, and saw the middle-aged man dragging the cart up the mountain.
Came to a cliff.
He put the scooter on the cliff, sat down, and carefully wiped the wind and snow off the face of the old woman in the scooter, with a sad expression on her face.
"Mother, I still remember that you brought me here when I was young."
"You said it's high and you can see it from a distance. If my father comes back, we'll be able to see it right away."
"But you started waiting when I was three years old, and when I was 20 years old, that bastard didn't come back!"
"I don't know if he died, or he ran away with someone outside."
"Simply, after you are sick, I won't come and wait."
silence.
Facing the nagging of the middle-aged man, the old lady on the cart just blinked her eyes without any reaction.
Jiang Nan from behind could tell that the old man was sick, unable to move, speak, or express himself, but he could hear voices and see things.
"Mother, thanks to you, I was brought up alone."
"But his mother's world! It's hard to live!"
"If I want to live, I have to plant crops and work, but you are paralyzed on the bed, and I have to take care of you."
"Mom, it's been 20 years!"
"You just don't talk, don't move, you have been eating, drinking, and lying in bed for 20 years!"
"I can't hold on anymore!"
"mother!"
The voice of the middle-aged man gradually turned into a cry.
The old woman on the cart was still unresponsive.
Like a dead man.
But compared to a dead person, she needs someone to take care of her, eat and drink, and has to drag the child she raised with one hand.
By now, Jiang Nan could see it.
What's going on right now.
There is no filial son in front of the so-called long-term sick bed.
If life is rich, that's another story.
But in the small mountain village in front of me, the middle-aged people have such a burden. For 20 years, I am afraid that they have suffered a lot.
Then, a chilling decision was made.
"Mother, I could still hold on."
"It's a big deal not to marry a wife or have a baby. You will bring up your son, and your son will take care of you for the rest of his life!"
"But this year God went crazy, the sky was dry, the crops were not harvested, and there was nothing to eat."
"I really can't bear to watch you starve to death on the bed, so I'll give you a treat!"
"mother!"
"If you think so too, just blink twice."
"If you are not, you blink three times."
After the words fell, the old woman on the cart blinked.
a bit.
Twice.
Then, staring at the middle-aged man!
It's like urging him!
At that moment, the middle-aged man was sobbing, and the tears rolled down, melting the snow.
This scene, even Jiangnan, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, felt his heart astringent.
Human suffering.
The next moment, time pauses.
The will of the world looked at Jiangnan: "If he does this relative killing, I win; if he doesn't do it, you win."
Jiang Nan was silent, and nodded after a long time: "Okay."
(End of this chapter)
After the two acts, the affairs of the world are mixed.
Jiangnan won the bet, and the will of the world also won the bet.
At this moment, although the two of them have not said anything explicitly, they have already tacitly agreed in their hearts.
This so-called gamble is the key to deciding how to deal with Ganli Erdao in the end.
If Jiangnan loses, the will of the world will erase Ganli Erdao and the entire Immortal Land in an instant, but if Jiangnan wins, he will continue to let Dao and Immortal Land flourish—even if such an approach is harmful to him. And to no avail.
If this is the will of the world before the birth of the real will, it is absolutely impossible to happen.
But as he said, once there is a "self" thinking, all thinking is no longer objective, and no longer blindly pursue pros and cons.
.
When the scene in which the number one scholar in the capital killed his poor partner for the sake of his future, the society, and the marriage contract of the princess was staged, it did not cause any disturbance.
Those who saw the clues did not dare to speak, did not want to speak, and disdain to speak; those who did not see the clues, kept in the dark, felt as if it was an accident.
But what happened today, after word of mouth, passed to the emperor's ears, and passed through the princess's ears, it looked another way.
Most likely, it was just a shameful woman who fantasized about being the number one scholar and ran into the team, and was trampled to death by the frightened horse.
In this era when human lives are worthless, there can be no storms.
From then on, the peasant girl's bones became cold, and the champion man had a bright future.
— If nothing else, it should be so.
But not surprisingly, an accident happened.
What will happen to those who are disliked by the will of the world?
The answer to this question is equivalent to, what will be the fate of a hair that you don't like?
— Unplug it.
Without mercy, even pulled it out with a bit of disgust.
On the long street, the parade of Zhuangyuan Lang's team is still going on.
The cold horseshoes stepped over the bones of the farm girl Weihan on the red carpet, just like a wit stepping on the blood and flesh of an ordinary partner to climb to a higher place.
The common people have long forgotten the peasant girl who happily appeared on the stage and shed blood on the street, and they only applaud the number one scholar who is the most sage in the ages.
The guards held iron soldiers, without squinting, and solemnly moved forward.
The musicians followed the team, watching their noses, noses, and hearts, and did not hear anything outside their ears.
For a time, the eulogizing team swaggered through the market, incomparably harmonious.
But at a certain moment, a sudden change occurred.
The smiling, enthusiastic, and extremely friendly Zhuangyuan Lang suddenly felt as if he saw something extremely terrifying, and his whole body was shocked!
All the blood on his face disappeared!
With both hands, he pulled the rein suddenly, pulling the horse under him to jump high!
——Fortunately, there was no one in front, otherwise two lives would have been splashed on the cold red carpet today.
At the same time, this movement surprised everyone!
The guards were terrified, they clenched their iron soldiers tightly and looked around vigilantly.
People, you look at me, I look at you, with a blank face, and don't know what happened at all.
On the long street, the world and the ground are peaceful.
But on the face of Zhuangyuan Lang, it seemed as if he had seen some terrible scenery that ordinary people could not see, and he couldn't help himself!
He looked at the open space in front of him, his face was pale, his eyes were round, and he pointed there,
"You...why are you..."
No one knew what he was talking about.
But in the blink of an eye, the fear and horror on Zhuangyuan Lang's face turned into cruelty and determination!
Because he saw it.
I saw... Sophora japonica.
Sophora Hua, who was trampled to death by his tall horse just a moment ago, appeared in the long street again at this moment, watching him quietly.
——In those eyes, there was no blame, no resentment, only the calmness as always.
It was exactly the same as when the demure peasant girl stood at the door waiting for him when he came home from school.
There is no doubt that Zhuangyuan Lang has seen hell.
——Although this country is also thin in aura, it is at least better than Baishui Country. Therefore, in those rumors in the market, it is accepted that evasion is a bit weird.
Seeing the ghost of Sophora japonica, Chen Longyu, the number one scholar, was afraid at first, but after reacting immediately, he became decisive!
Han Chuang studied hard for ten years and finally made it to the imperial list.
He absolutely doesn't allow anyone to ruin his future, not his chaotic partner, nor ghosts...nor!
"I am His Majesty's Imperial Nominee, the number one scholar!"
"My body has its own majesty, masculinity and righteousness in the world!"
"Demons and ghosts, die quickly!"
There is one thing to say, Zhuangyuan Lang has never practiced martial arts, nor has he cultivated Taoism.
But the so-called ghosts are nothing but the transformation of yin energy and obsession, and this place is in the capital, with extremely strong yang energy!In addition, Chen Longyu is the number one scholar, the number one sage in the ages who was proclaimed by the emperor himself, and he has some luck of the country, and finally he has been studying for more than ten years, with awe-inspiring spirit in his chest!
What are you afraid of?
As soon as the words fell, between the heaven and the earth, a boundless righteousness invisible to people surged up like waves, completely submerging that ghostly figure!
This scene, in the eyes of mortals who have not yet opened their spiritual knowledge, does not have any strangeness, but they also vaguely feel that the figure of Zhuangyuan Lang just now seems to have become extremely majestic, standing upright!
Zhuangyuan Lang's eyes showed a fierce look, looking at the ghostly figure submerged in awe-inspiring righteousness, his face was as cold as iron!
But the next moment, before he could laugh, a faint sigh came from the void.
Zhuangyuan Lang was taken aback.
But I saw two figures walking out of the void.
And the so-called awe-inspiring righteousness disappeared in an instant before approaching them.
"One thing to say, you ruined your last chance."
Jiang Nan looked at the ghost of the peasant girl with empty eyes, "—I can hardly imagine that when that guy decided to completely erase you, she would intercede for you."
"But that guy didn't know what kind of madness he was, and he agreed—but you wasted the opportunity she finally won for you."
Looking at the ghost of Sophora japonica, Jiang Nan sighed.
——Before, both he and the will of the world were preparing to leave.
After all, their purpose is to witness countless things in the world, to judge whether or not to allow humanity to continue to thrive.
But just when the will of the world wanted to erase the existence of the champion because of a trace of disgust, the soul of the Sophora japonica that he had taken away earlier took the initiative to intercede for him.
Please, the world will spare his life.
What Jiangnan didn't expect was that the latter actually agreed—he let Sophora's soul appear in front of the Zhuangyuan Lang, and asked him to make another choice, to see if he could feel compassion and treat the farmer who used to study for him kindly. female.
Then, what Jiangnan didn't expect was that Huaihua's soul had just appeared, without even saying a word.The endless mighty righteousness driven by the number one scholar came over to her.
World Will's face was calm, and when he looked at Zhuangyuanlang, there was a glint of misfortune in his eyes—maybe it was because the will was just born, and he had seen too few nasty things with his own eyes, so he expressed unabashedly about Zhuangyuanlang's behavior. disgust.
"You... who are you? I am the number one scholar appointed by His Majesty! This place is the capital, heavily guarded, even if you kill me, you will not be able to escape!" Zhuangyuan Lang saw the two of Jiangnan and the unscathed The ghost of Sophora japonica, startled, shouted!
After the words fell, he found that the two people in front of him did not show any fear or embarrassment.
Instead... full of mercy.
That look.
It's like looking at ants in the dust.
The will of the world didn't even bother to talk to him, just shook his head slightly.
Immediately, Zhuangyuan Lang felt dizzy for a while.
He subconsciously looked down.
I saw that the boots fell from my feet, and the trousers were shriveled!
--disappear!
His body is disappearing!
But when she raised her head suddenly, Sophora Huai's soul and those two identical men had long since disappeared!
"Ahhhh!"
Although there was no pain, the fear of seeing his body disappear with his own eyes still terrified Zhuang Yuanlang!
He was sober, watching everything in horror, watching himself, slowly disappearing!
Boom!
In the end, only the crown made of gold and silver fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
And the number one scholar who was destined to have a bright future has disappeared.
The people around are all shocked!
Countless guards were equally astonished!
From time to time, their faces become blank.
--what's going on?
why am i here
Who laid the red carpet on the ground?
— to forget.
Those who are erased will not even retain their memories.
……
heaven.
Sophora japonica stared blankly, and saluted the two respectfully.
At this moment, even though she didn't know the identities of the two of Jiangnan, she also understood that it was the other party who took her soul so that she would not disappear into the world, and she also agreed to her request.
"The wish is fulfilled, let's reincarnate."
The will of the world seemed unwilling to say more, waved his hand, and said so.
Sophora japonica's soul bowed again, turned into a streak of light, and disappeared into the sky. "
"Go to the next place."
The will of the world waved its hands and walked away.
Jiang Nan looked at him, but there was a strange look in his eyes, "I think...you are a bit human."
At that moment, the will of the world stopped, turned its head, and gave Jiang Nan a vicious look: "Don't insult me."
Jiang Nan shrugged and said no more.
The figures of the two disappeared completely.
The third bet.
The two came to a remote mountain village.
This place is located at the very edge of a mortal country, backed by endless mountains, barren and extremely poor.
——Even the land under its jurisdiction has forgotten that there is such a place under its own rule.
In the mountain village, there are dozens of households who cut off contact with the outside world and are self-sufficient.
And the result of this is that it all depends on God.
If the weather is good, they can barely eat and drink enough.
But if there is a wilderness, the mountain village of a hundred people will be in jeopardy.
For example, now.
God, it has been dry for a long time; there is no harvest in the soil; there is no food, and the mountain behind is also bare, and some prey to satisfy the hunger can not be found.The village chief went on a long journey, and the Chang county asked for help, but he has not returned yet.
This village has reached its end.
——The above are all from the narration of the will of the world.
In the mountain village, Jiangnan and the will of the world walk together.
In the sky, the wind and snow were violent, and the doors of the dilapidated huts were closed, and they were starving and trying to survive the wind and snow.
On the desolate and empty snow field, there was only a thin middle-aged man, dragging a creaking cart, and on the cart was an old woman wrapped tightly in an old quilt.
She opened her eyes, but her face was dull, her eyes were lifeless, and her limbs under the quilt were gradually shrinking due to years of inactivity.
To put it simply, it is a dying old man who needs personal care.
Jiangnan and the will of the world followed, and saw the middle-aged man dragging the cart up the mountain.
Came to a cliff.
He put the scooter on the cliff, sat down, and carefully wiped the wind and snow off the face of the old woman in the scooter, with a sad expression on her face.
"Mother, I still remember that you brought me here when I was young."
"You said it's high and you can see it from a distance. If my father comes back, we'll be able to see it right away."
"But you started waiting when I was three years old, and when I was 20 years old, that bastard didn't come back!"
"I don't know if he died, or he ran away with someone outside."
"Simply, after you are sick, I won't come and wait."
silence.
Facing the nagging of the middle-aged man, the old lady on the cart just blinked her eyes without any reaction.
Jiang Nan from behind could tell that the old man was sick, unable to move, speak, or express himself, but he could hear voices and see things.
"Mother, thanks to you, I was brought up alone."
"But his mother's world! It's hard to live!"
"If I want to live, I have to plant crops and work, but you are paralyzed on the bed, and I have to take care of you."
"Mom, it's been 20 years!"
"You just don't talk, don't move, you have been eating, drinking, and lying in bed for 20 years!"
"I can't hold on anymore!"
"mother!"
The voice of the middle-aged man gradually turned into a cry.
The old woman on the cart was still unresponsive.
Like a dead man.
But compared to a dead person, she needs someone to take care of her, eat and drink, and has to drag the child she raised with one hand.
By now, Jiang Nan could see it.
What's going on right now.
There is no filial son in front of the so-called long-term sick bed.
If life is rich, that's another story.
But in the small mountain village in front of me, the middle-aged people have such a burden. For 20 years, I am afraid that they have suffered a lot.
Then, a chilling decision was made.
"Mother, I could still hold on."
"It's a big deal not to marry a wife or have a baby. You will bring up your son, and your son will take care of you for the rest of his life!"
"But this year God went crazy, the sky was dry, the crops were not harvested, and there was nothing to eat."
"I really can't bear to watch you starve to death on the bed, so I'll give you a treat!"
"mother!"
"If you think so too, just blink twice."
"If you are not, you blink three times."
After the words fell, the old woman on the cart blinked.
a bit.
Twice.
Then, staring at the middle-aged man!
It's like urging him!
At that moment, the middle-aged man was sobbing, and the tears rolled down, melting the snow.
This scene, even Jiangnan, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, felt his heart astringent.
Human suffering.
The next moment, time pauses.
The will of the world looked at Jiangnan: "If he does this relative killing, I win; if he doesn't do it, you win."
Jiang Nan was silent, and nodded after a long time: "Okay."
(End of this chapter)