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Chapter 092: Taking Over

Everyone in the White Tiger Hall stopped and looked at us, and no one moved again.

Liu Dongsheng looked at me, and I looked at him, and then he spoke. He raised his hands first, and then said, "Okay, let's go."

Shall we leave? Did he give up just like that?

No, absolutely not, maybe he thinks he is really old, maybe he really thinks I can manage this place...

He is a hero, but he has reached the end of his life. At the end of his life, is he still a hero?

Yes! Even if a hero dies, he is still a hero.

After saying that, he really left. The steps were a little messy, but still so steady, which was a sign of him. His back was a little lonely, a little lonely...

"Hall Master Liu." I suddenly shouted uncontrollably.

He slowly turned around and said to me: "You are very good. I hope you can treat this land well." After saying that, he looked at me as if he was expecting something, and then looked around again.

, and seemed a little reluctant to give up.

These were all created by him. In a way, this place was like his child. How could he be willing to leave it now?

Am I too cruel? What is the difference between this approach and that of a robber?

No, this place should have its own glory. He can't be lonely like this. He shouldn't be lonely with the disappearance of Liu Dongsheng. It should be more brilliant. He must accept better changes, and I am the one who changes it.

Man, I believed I could do it, so I nodded to him, to this dying hero, naturally.

That nod seems to weigh as much as a thousand pounds. That weight is not physical, but spiritual. That nod represents more than a promise and more than a responsibility...

When I nodded, I had already accepted this burden. Looking at his back slowly leaving, I felt something called tears rolling in my eyes. The hot feeling made me feel like that.

So real, so close. Such a hero just left like this, disappeared into this torrent until he was forgotten by people.

The wolf behind the Yangtze River pushes the wolf ahead, and a new generation replaces the old. But who knows the loneliness and loneliness that the former wolf feels when it is pushed away? And who knows the sadness and unwillingness after being replaced?

Today, I pushed the front wolf onto the beach and replaced the old person in a place no one knew about. I still felt a sense of regret. Many years later, I was also pushed away by the back lang and was replaced by a new person.

After I go to bed, will anyone feel as sorry as I do now?

Will there be one?

I have no idea.

Maybe, after Liu Dongsheng leaves here, he will go to Chunqiu, and maybe he will get what he deserves as compensation, or maybe he will be directly blamed by the golden students of Chunqiu and never be able to step into Z city again.

Watching him walk away step by step, his back slowly blurring, I suddenly remembered Wen Tianxiang's poem:

After all the hardships have been encountered, only the stars around are scattered in the fighting.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs, and the rain hits the rafters.

Afraid: I am afraid on the beach, I am alone in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Tan Sitong wrote a desperate poem and looked at the door to check in, thinking of Zhang Jian. He endured death for a moment and waited for Du Gen.

I am smiling towards the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving behind my liver and gallbladder!

The current Liu Dongsheng is probably such a helpless hero. People say: The end of the road is full of right and wrong, the end of the road is full of white heads, and the end of the road is so helpless. On the land of China, throughout the ages, how many such helpless heroes have there been? Think of it.

As for Zhou Gongjin with a feather fan and turban, I silently recited a short poem by Wu Ge:

"Who used the long-lost east wind to ignite the flames of war in Chibi, leaving behind the thick smoke that never dispersed? Who looked up to the sky and sighed in front of the bed with blood: He Shengliang told the story of the eternal injustices in history. He stood outside the camp and listened to him for a long time.

Thirty-six years of Taixi played with his lonely helplessness. Sun Ce joined forces on the battlefield, and Sun Quan's long-lasting friendship gathered and scattered. Unexpectedly, he won three points of the world with great military achievements. Unparalleled talent had to overflow in the endless ambition and short life of Chibi.

Now in the river, the wind has died down, the fire has been extinguished, and people have died on the thousand-foot stone cliff of Red Cliff. Zhou Gongjin left behind the words of a hero."

In life, there is always a lot of helplessness, helplessness appears, helplessness disappears, and we can only face it helplessly and greet it helplessly. In any case, what belongs to Liu Dongsheng is just in the past. I slowly

He turned around and looked at everyone who watched Liu Dongsheng leave, and then said: "Now I officially take over the White Tiger Hall. Anyone who is dissatisfied can stand up."

quiet.

Yes, it's silence, nothing but silence. In the entire huge White Tiger Hall, at this time, there was no sound at all, and there was only silence.

No one spoke, not a word. I looked at everyone like this. Although some people were obviously dissatisfied, they didn't say anything. I believe that I can make these people obey!

"Well, from today onwards, Baihu Hall will belong to Jiuzhou." I continued.

I have taken over the White Tiger Hall without any obstacles, but I never imagined that this incident would pave the way for major events in the future, become the headline news in City Z, and I would become a public figure in City Z. Of course, then

It's all a matter of course.

Because after I took over Baihutang, before Chunqiu saw any action, earth-shattering changes occurred in the entire Z city, and a storm swept this Jiangnan city...

※※※※※※ps: The hole dug by Xiaoxuan will definitely make your blood boil when the time comes to fill it. I just hope that everyone will not rush to the computer and drag Xiaoxuan to shout for updates. Haha, of course, I am joking.

. Let’s see how City Z is destroyed by this storm. What will City Z look like after the baptism? By the way, Xiaoxuan, I’m already looking forward to it.

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