“The myriad races have been quite peaceful recently. Although they keep holding meetings talking about revenge, their internal situation is clearly unstable. Especially, it has actually come down to letting a few non-victorious races take the lead.”
Zhou Nong said, a smile revealing itself on his face.
“They are really going backward as they live longer.”
“What I'm worried about isn't this. The myriad races can't stir up any trouble now. Their foundations have almost been wiped clean,”
Ning Tianman shook his head, still somewhat worried.
“What we really need to pay attention to is that demigod.”
Speaking of this, his expression became strange.
He was also a Beastmaster by origin, and his intuition for combat power was extremely sharp.
Ning Tianman vaguely sensed that Qian Er might be able to kill that demigod, but he wasn't sure.
Having been in politics for so many years, he believed that Qian Er had every reason to let that demigod go, and even he, this old bone, could benefit from it.
Ning Tianman knew that disaster comes from the mouth. He didn't mention any of these thoughts to anyone. Suddenly, he felt a craving, and the desire for flesh seemed to make his rationality disappear a little.
“That Icefang Dragon demigod has already given up on itself. It rebuilt a small palace and lives inside every day, not caring or asking about anything.”
“Even many people among the myriad races openly scold it. It's completely rotten now.”
Zhou Nong watched the changes in the old man's body and quickly took out some flesh and blood to give to his old mentor.
Watching him eat heartily, Zhou Nong said softly.
“Teacher, it's happening more and more frequently recently. If you're gone, there will be no meaning for Zhou Nong to exist.”
“Let me follow you. Let me continue to take care of you on the other side. Being alone is too lonely.”
Zhou Nong sighed, his eyes already filled with tears.
The Ning faction, without Zhou Nong, wouldn't matter at all, but without Ning Tianman, could it still be called the Ning faction?
“Actually, I know that Uncle Hai and Uncle Liu can't outplay the Wang faction. Bao-ge is too talented. I can't bear to see everyone retreat…”
The human race's so-called most outstanding envoy squatted in front of his old mentor, holding the flesh and blood with both hands, fresh blood flowing through his fingers.
Before long, Zhou Nong's upper garment was already soaked.
… …
A small town in a small city.
Wang Xiaobao was smoking a cigarette, followed by a few young people. The oldest was not even thirty. The group walking on the road was a bit eye-catching.
If Qian Er saw this scene, he would definitely sigh that Wang Xiaobao and Ao Tianshun were born from the same mother.
The way this group spread out on the street was exactly the same.
The young man Ashui stood beside Wang Xiaobao, also smoking a cigarette. The group was talking and laughing, somewhat lively.
Soon, Wang Xiaobao stopped at a large courtyard.
“Bao-ge, confirmed, no one is following.”
Wang Xiaobao nodded and pushed the door to enter the courtyard.
“Bao-ge is here!”
What came into view were a few children, about eight or nine years old, chasing and playing in the yard.
“Bao-ge, Brother Ashui!”
These children ran up excitedly and pounced on the crowd.
Wang Xiaobao chuckled and pinched a boy's cheek. He was not young, but he was still having a lot of fun with the children.
Before long, a few burly men with somewhat ferocious appearances also came to the yard. The children were clearly very familiar with the big men and were not afraid at all.
Wang Xiaobao arrived at the courtyard around noon and played with the children until dusk.
Finally, he stood on the roof, watching the children still playing in the yard.
A man in black, wearing old-fashioned sunglasses, appeared beside him at some point.
“Lao Qian, we need to let these children study in the future. I can't come here too often, or I'll be discovered,”
Bao-ge took a puff of his cigarette.
Lao Qian was silent for a while.
“Sometimes I think you're quite selfish. Are you capable of doing anything for your own goals?”
Bao-ge shook his head: “Without me, their lives would only be worse.”
Lao Qian was a little angry.
“Really? Why should they be born to be your pawns? Are you just manipulating their lives like this?”
Lao Qian's voice was a little loud, and many children in the yard looked up at the roof.
Wang Xiaobao waved at them: “It's okay, you guys keep playing!”
He smiled and looked at the children: “Look at those children of Ao Tianshun, and look at these children of Ashui. They will all thank me when they grow up.”
“I'm giving them the best educational resources in the entire Yan Country. It's okay to suffer a little when they're young, at least they won't become useless when they grow up.”
“Whether you believe it or not, I treat these children as my own, really.”
“Really, sending your own children to the Town Suppressing King, what a good father.”
Lao Qian sneered.
“That's for their own good too.”
Wang Xiaobao's face didn't change as he spat out a puff of smoke into the setting sun.
“Bao-ge, after all these years, you're still so self-centered.”
“You always like to control everything and don't allow others to disobey you in the slightest. Although we sometimes talk back, we actually feel sorry for you.”
“Look at yourself, how old are you this year, and what have you become? Aren't you tired yourself?”
Bao-ge was stunned for a moment.
“It's not bad to be a little harsh on yourself. I made enemies on all sides back then, and I have no turning back. I think I can still fight a bit more.”
Lao Qian was a little helpless: “The brothers who used to play with us are all married. They're not as prominent as you are now, but they live a stable life.”
“You can only eat one bowl of rice and sleep on one bed.”
“It's different. They don't have any ambition, so we parted ways early.”
Bao-ge didn't speak anymore, silently watching the setting sun, a pile of cigarette butts accumulating under his feet.
“Don't worry, I will arrange the best educational resources for these children according to their interests, same as before, high-intensity training.”
“That's good, I don't want to see them become useless rice buckets.”
Bao-ge laughed and kicked Lao Qian hard, then turned around and ran down.
“I curse your code!”
Lao Qian cursed and chased after him.
“Children, save me, stop your Qian-ge!”
Wang Xiaobao ran into the children, and a group of children went to block Lao Qian's path.
“Lao Qian, your physical fitness is still so poor after all these years, too bad!”
“Damn, do you think everyone is like you and doesn't treat themselves as human beings?!”
“No wonder your first love liked Lao Wan more.”
“Ah!”
“Wang Xiaobao, I'm going to kill you!”
“Damn, Lao Qian is crazy, children run!”
“You're a dog! Damn!”
