After a few minutes, the screams finally ended, and the door was opened by Mr. Zhao from the inside.
"Come in."
Nodding, Ye Huang walked in with some mistakes.
If he hadn't known that this old man was over eighty years old and heard Bai Yi's miserable scream, Huang Huang would have thought elsewhere.
What is popular nowadays is unlimited homosexuality. I guess the old man knows that he is old and no one dares to do this because no one thinks about it.
With his mind confused, Ye Huang walked in.
On the sofa, Bai Yi, who was so majestic just now, fearless and almost saying that he was the boss of Long Yan, was now slumped on the sofa like a mangy dog.
There was no sign of being beaten anywhere on his body, except for a face that was said to be like a eucalyptus tree facing the wind and weighing down a begonia tree, which was beaten like a pig's head.
Seeing Bai Yi looking at Old Man Zhao fiercely with dark circles under his eyes, Ye Huang wanted to laugh but didn't dare, so he could only hold it in.
"Don't look at me with this dead pig face. If you don't accept it, let's continue."
"Smelly old man, I've already given up, and you're still throwing your fist in my face. Are you still going to let me go out to meet people!?"
"Your face is thicker than the city wall. Are you afraid that your face won't recover? Besides, since you understand my temperament, you should understand that my patience has its limits. It's okay if I didn't hear you when you arranged for me before. You kid
This time you dare to say bad things about me in front of the old man."
"Old man, if I don't teach you a lesson, I'll be sorry for myself!"
Mr. Zhao squinted his eyes and stared at Bai Yi as he spoke. His voice was not loud and his tone was not serious, but it made the latter tremble again and did not dare to answer any more words.
"Old man, you told me that you believed in Buddhism. You thought you would live a good life for a few days. The one you dare to believe in is the Buddha who will win the battle!" He muttered in a low voice and stood up in white clothes to wrap a towel around his waist from the old man's room.
He limped out with his face on his face.
Next to him, Emperor Ye sweated violently when he saw this scene, secretly thinking that he would never be like this one day.
"As long as you don't speak freely like him, I usually won't get angry, old man."
"I think this situation will basically never happen." After swallowing his saliva, Ye Huang replied with a slightly hoarse voice.
What a joke, I'm not a masochist. I have nothing to do to mess with you, this old man. Isn't this just looking for someone to seduce you?
"Haha, I think so. Your Uncle Bai has itchy skin. If nothing happens, he always needs me to loosen his bones. Don't look at him looking miserable. You will know when you go out later. This forty-year-old man
The thing is completely an actor.”
With a slight snort, Mr. Zhao motioned for Emperor Ye to sit down.
"I thought you would come here after the new year, why did you come here so soon to report?"
After smiling, the old man poured a glass of water and handed it to Ye Huang. His face was mellow, completely different from the fierce look just now.
"I just came over to see you. It's the Chinese New Year, so I thought it would be a bad idea not to come over and say hello."
While holding the tea, Emperor Ye did not lie and told the truth.
"I think so. It's the end of the year, and your Ye family is very busy. With so many girls, you probably don't have anything to do to carry out missions."
"Are you planning to develop in Yanjing in the future?"
"Yes! If you don't come back, Grandpa and the others will probably be unhappy." Ye Huang smiled bitterly.
"Why do you say that you are the only one among the younger generation of the Ye family who can stand up to Daliang? Your grandfather also had his reasons for asking you to come back. Although Chongqing City is good, it is far from the inner circle after all. It may allow you to avoid some troubles in the short term.
, but it will do you no good in the end."
"Grandpa said that too." Nodding, Huang Huang deeply believed in what his grandfather and Mr. Zhao said.
"In terms of vision, I am not as far-sighted as your grandfather. He is an old fox."
After smiling, Mr. Zhao himself sat down and continued.
"Whether you go back to Yanjing or not, I think you won't let anyone down in this place where miracles are created."
"Mr. Zhao, you think highly of me." Ye Huang smiled implicitly.
Every one of these old people he had met had high expectations for him, which made Ye Huang feel a little stressed.
I am neither Nezha with three heads and six arms, nor am I an indestructible King Kong with dazzling eyes who defeated the Buddha Sun Wukong in battle. All these old men are patting me on the shoulder and saying they are optimistic about you.
This pressure is quite big.
"Haha, it's not a high opinion, it's just the truth. I know you think that many of your things are done in a hurry, not out of your original intention, but what I want to tell you is that this is how history plays out."
"Whether it was Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, Li Shimin, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, or Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, before they became emperors, no one thought that they would become the one above ten thousand people."
"History is bound to have its contingency. For any successful person, when he is about to achieve a certain goal, there will always be some unexpected things that affect his decision and ultimately prompt him to do so."
"The same is true for you. You may not do many things according to your original intention, but you still do it. This is the accidental and inevitable result of history."
"I'm not as strong as those three." Ye Huang smiled bitterly.
"Haha, it's just an analogy. Although Bai Yi speaks without restraint, there is one thing he said that is right. I value you very much, and I am going to personally supervise the special training after the year."
Looking at Ye Huang, Mr. Zhao admitted it himself.
As one of the key targets of his inspection, Ye Huang has been included in the ranks of Long Yan's helmsmen by the old man.
"I want to ask Mr. Zhao, how much will this improve my strength?"
What Ye Huang is most concerned about is how much his strength has improved.
"Haha, do you think you are not strong enough?"
"yes!"
Ye Huang nodded heavily.
"Understood. I can understand the mentality of wanting to avenge your lost lover, but you have to understand that haste makes waste. You were once the best killer. I think you should understand that strength cannot be the same as combat power.
Equivalent."
"Many powerful people often die at the hands of little people."
"I know this, but I think that only when your strength increases, your combat power will increase."
"That's what I say, but it may not necessarily be the case. Revenge does not require you to fight the opponent personally. If you want to take revenge, you need to understand your enemy, what they are doing, and what they are going to do next. Understand their weaknesses,
In this way, you may not need to spend too much energy on improving your strength."
"But since you asked, I will tell you the truth. After the special training, your combat power will be increased by 20% or more."
"Enough!"
Mr. Zhao's words made Ye Huang's eyes light up instantly. Twenty percent was equivalent to a fifth increase in his combat power, which was considered a huge improvement.
