"I don't understand what you mean? Me? How can I, Tang Anhua, betray me?"
Tang Anhua was calm and calm as usual, more curious and interested.
"Everyone will experience all aspects of things during their growth. No one is a saint from birth. Life is very long. Mistakes are inevitable and betrayals are inevitable. Betrayal may be betraying one's perseverance or betraying something.
A person may have betrayed something or an oath.
I would like to ask you, Marshal, over the years, especially after you took the position of Marshal, what is the most unforgettable thing for you? Who is the person who makes you feel most ashamed?"
Tang Anhua looked at Tang Yan deeply, with a gentle attitude, but looked directly into his eyes: "If I understand correctly, your words are no longer asking for advice. Are you interrogating me? Or probing me?
"
"Marshal is overthinking. I have no intention of interrogating you. I have said it before. My words may be abrupt, but I have no intention of provoking you."
"Is this abrupt? This should be considered offensive." Tang Anhua remained calm and gentle. As an imperial marshal, it was extremely rare that he could maintain such a demeanor.
"If there is any offense, I apologize first."
"No need." Tang Anhua waved his hand and looked at Tang Yan with a smile: "My friend, I don't understand your purpose of coming here. We are not familiar with each other. We have never met before, but you are
Why can you sit in the military intelligence office of my southeast camp?"
"Because of Tang Bing."
"Yes, because of Tang Bing, I treat you as a guest, so I treat you with courtesy."
"Junior, thank you very much for receiving me as an equal. As a marshal, this is very valuable."
"Thank you. I treated you with courtesy, what about you? Shouldn't you also show me some respect?"
"I don't mean to offend you. I admit that my visit tonight and my remarks just now were too abrupt. But my personality is such that I am straightforward. You are a soldier, so you must be more able to accept blunt words."
"Since you think you are very cheerful, why don't you give your name?"
"My surname is Tang, my real name cannot be disclosed for the time being."
"What's your relationship with Tang Bing?"
"Friends, temporary friends."
Tang Anhua looked at Tang Yan deeply, smiled silently for a while, and sat up straight: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, just tell me what you have to say."
I can't remember how many years ago, no one dared to talk to me like this.
This person was not offensive, his words and demeanor were very offensive, and he came straight at me.
Tang Anhua found it funny and interesting.
She is good at using soldiers and can recognize people better. She can vaguely tell that the man in front of her may have something particularly important.
From the moment he walked into this hall, until now, his eyes have been a little erratic, and he has a somewhat responsible look.
He is very serious, but not in a deliberately serious way, but because of inner nervousness.
What kind of things could make the venerable saint nervous?
"As the most powerful human clan in the Forgotten War Realm, the Demon Spirit Tribe has always occupied the title of 'number one'. I personally feel that number one should not be limited to combat power and heritage, but should be reflected in magnanimity and demeanor."
"Do you feel that I am not generous enough in receiving you?"
"I'm referring to your attitude towards history."
"Oh? How about history? This question is profound. I, Tang Anhua, am just a soldier. My responsibility is to guard the border. It is not my responsibility to explore history."
"The death of the Demon Spirit Emperor is also not within the scope of responsibility?"
Tang Anhua's calmness and gentleness finally faded away, and his eyes flashed coldly when he looked at Tang Yan: "Friend, just by your words, I can make you disappear from this world. You are not provoking me, you are
He is provoking the entire demon spirit clan."
"You are wrong. I am not only provoking you demon spirits, I am also provoking your beliefs!"
"I treat each other with courtesy, and you should also know the etiquette. I have been tolerant again and again, so you should pay more attention to moderation. You may have forgotten where this place is. Let me remind you, the military camp, the southeast camp of the Demon Spirit Tribe. Here, I am the marshal.
, I am the master.”
Tang Anhua frowned slowly and stared at Tang Yan coldly. An extremely gloomy air-conditioning silently rose in the hall, echoed in the space, and spread among the tables and chairs on the ground. A breath of death emerged out of thin air in the magnificent hall.
Tang Yan firmly resisted this evil cold air, still looking into Tang Anhua's eyes, and said bluntly: "The Demon Spirit Emperor is dead. No one in the three human, demon and demon clans does not know it, and no one does not understand it, but you Demon Spirit clan yourself
I chose to forget it and treat it as a taboo.
Why don't you dare to talk?
Do you feel guilty? Or do you feel that talking about the old emperor in the era of the new emperor is a sin and a shame?
How much the Demon Spirit Emperor has contributed to the Demon Spirit Clan, how much honor he has won for the Demon Spirit Clan, and how many talents he has cultivated. Even if he died in battle in the end, he did not feel sorry for the Demon Spirit Clan in the slightest.
But after tens of thousands of years of hard work, what you get is humiliation? What you get is the oblivion of the entire ethnic group? This is not betrayal, so what is this?"
"Presumptuous!!" Tang Anhua looked stern.
The aura is growing, and the killing intent is surging.
The breath of death filled the entire hall, and all the moss bonsais withered and turned into dust. Vaguely, the space was blurring, the air of death was surging, and a vague evil shadow formed behind Tang Anhua, warming to her.
Wan's calm attitude is out of place, even at two extremes.
All the guards outside were alarmed. Whoosh, whoosh, more than a dozen figures rushed in like lightning. Before anyone could enter, the swords were unsheathed. Their sonorous vibrating alarmed the courtyard, the Marshal's Mansion, and nearly a thousand silent guards.
"Stay outside!" Tang Anhua raised his hand to stop, stopping all the guards who were about to rush in.
"Marshal, do you need us to sound the alarm?" The guards half-stepped into the hall, staring coldly, eagerly, with murderous intent. Due to their years of fighting in the Demon Realm, their bodies were filled with cruel blood.
"No need! He is alone and can't cause any trouble. Go see the second princess and ask her if she has anything to say." Tang Anhua ordered calmly, rethinking the identity of the Martial Saint in front of him and how Tang Bing took him
The purpose of entering the fortress.
The sentence "Is there something to say" means that Tang Anhua is suspicious.
"We're just outside!" The guards looked at Tang Yan again, and then exited one after another. But they were all half-kneeling ten meters outside the hall, and they all raised their heads and locked the door of the hall, like curled up cheetahs, ready to burst out at any time.
kill.
Tang Yan raised his hand, showed his strength, and closed the palace door: "Marshal Tang, do you think I said something wrong? Or do you think I touched the hurt in your heart?
Fifty years ago, the Demon Spirit Emperor died in battle, and Prince Cang showed his imperial power. In order to continue the development of the race, the Demon Spirit Clan military supported Prince Cang to defend the Demon Spirit Clan. I can understand it, and everyone can understand it.
What I don’t understand is your attitude towards the Demon Spirit Emperor’s death in battle, and your attitude toward the military’s rebellion and the death of six slaves. What I don’t understand is why there is no memorial tablet to the Demon Spirit Emperor in the ancestral temple of the Demon Spirit clan.
There is another question that I don’t understand. In just fifty years, only fifty years, the Demon Spirit Clan completely forgot about the Demon Spirit Emperor. No one mentioned it again, but it became a taboo. Tens of thousands of years of hard work cannot be worth five years.
In the past ten years, is this world too cruel, or are you demon spirits too forgetful?"
"I ask you again, who are you? Now, answer!" Tang Anhua's face remained as usual, but his eyes were gloomy. His attitude towards Tang Yan was about to change, a complete change.
"Look at me, do I look familiar?"
"What?"
"Is this face of mine familiar?" Tang Yan took off his mask and looked directly at Tang Anhua calmly.
"Who are you……"
At this moment, Tang Anhua's heart once again felt strangely familiar.
Stare into Tang Yan's eyes, listen to his voice, and feel his questions.
Tang Anhua felt more and more familiar in his heart.
An indescribable strange feeling spread throughout the body, causing slight numbness and coldness.
"Since I dare to talk to you these words, I am prepared to bear all kinds of consequences, but I believe in Marshal Tang and I believe that you will not be ungrateful or betray the late emperor."
Tang Yan pointed to the main wall of the meeting hall, which was also the wall behind Tang Anhua.
There was a thick golden token hanging there, shining with golden light and exuding a majestic atmosphere, bringing solemnity and heaviness to the entire hall.
It was a handsome seal, with the formidable handsome character in the middle, and two lines of small characters engraved around it - 'Emperor of the Demon Spirit Clan, personally ordered'.
This token has an ancient flavor and is the accumulation of time.
Apparently it was issued by the previous Demon Spirit Emperor himself.
Tang Anhua was able to hang the late emperor's token in the middle of the Military Intelligence Hall, in the most conspicuous place, which was equivalent to hanging it in the heart of the entire Southeast Camp.
She is not afraid of what people say, nor is she afraid of the Military Academy.
At least it shows that she still retains that persistence and kindness in her heart.
At least it shows that Tang Anhua’s recognition of the marshal comes from the Demon Spirit Emperor, not Prince Cang!
Tang Yan saw it the first time he came in, and that's why they had this straightforward conversation. The continuous direct inquiries were also to observe Tang Anhua's character.
He stared at Tang Anhua, his eyes were a little hot and wet, and his heart felt a little warm. The Southeast Camp was his first step into the Demon Spirit Clan, but this was the official first step.
A marshal came to the point where he was concerned about the Demon Spirit Emperor.
He was proud of his father, and he felt lucky to have brought him here. At least it made him understand that the demon spirit clan is not as ungrateful as he once thought.