Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1671
He had promised these beggars that he would give each of them fifty copper coins after the task was accomplished!
Don’t ever learn to be afraid of death. Don’t say it, don’t say it!
However, in the face of life and death, many things will no longer seem so important.
In order to save their lives, the beggars immediately started screaming and pointed out the culprit: “It was him, he brought us here and told us to slander Young Master Ruan in exchange for money!”
“Master, help me. I don’t want to die yet. I’ve told you everything. Please give me some medicine!”
The beggars’ wails revealed the truth. The old man who had accepted the favor from the old Lord felt dizzy and was unable to cope with it.
The old man’s hands unconsciously clasped the ground, and he could only hold up Weng Ming’s ears to continue thinking –
What should I do? He wants to delay time, what else can he do…
But before they could come up with a new solution, Si Jin spoke again, his voice was cool and he showed no emotion: “This person is blocking the Ruan family from delivering medicine to you. What should we do?”
The man just looked at him, his beautiful peach blossom eyes flashing with innocence, lowered his head, pinched his eyebrows seemingly unintentionally, and continued: “It’s really… frustrating.”
The meaning was so obvious that the beggars would understand it. They immediately turned around and walked towards the skinny and scoundrel old man with a ferocious look.
This time, they not only punched and kicked him, but when they had enough, they lifted him up and threw him into a corner.
They blocked his bleeding mouth with a rag and tied his limbs with torn hemp ropes to prevent him from coming out and speaking again.
With the hope of survival, the beggars beat the man mercilessly and ran out quickly, ready to report to Si Jin.
But… when they arrived at the gate of Ruan’s residence, the man in white who had been standing with his hands behind his back had long disappeared.
… …
Si Jin unleashed his divine power and teleported directly to the back mountain of Xuanshuang Sect.
At a glance, he saw the old Lord of Heaven hiding in the back mountain, constantly absorbing evil power. He was no longer in a transparent soul state, and the moon-white robe of the Lord of Heaven that symbolized power was gradually taking shape.
At this moment, he was standing there, looking at the person who came with a smile: “Si Jin, you are here.”
The tone, voice, and clothes were the same as before.
Si Jin’s heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously clenched his fists. His eyes inadvertently turned crystal blue as he stared at the man in front of him who was about to take shape.
My thoughts also followed and flew to more than five hundred years ago.
That day, many gods died at his hands. He realized something was wrong and directly broke through the defense formation of the heavenly soldiers and came to the Lord’s Palace of Heaven.
The old Lord looked like this now, smiling, and said the same thing to him –
“Si Jin, you’re here…”
“Thank you. Without you, my divine power wouldn’t have increased so quickly. You really are worthy of being my most capable subordinate…”
As I was thinking, I could hear the innocent cries of the gods again.
“Marshal, why do you want to harm us? We are all your brothers who have been through thick and thin with you.”
“Marshal, I trust you. I believe in you!”
Why, why…
Si Jin’s eyes turned red, and many emotions were surging in them, almost overwhelming him.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands, and even felt that they were stained with blood and were dirty. He was not even worthy of wearing this white robe, nor was he worthy of returning to the position of the Marshal of Heaven and touching the silver armor that had been through hundreds of battles.
But is all this…really…all his fault?
