"If my power wasn't strong enough, how could you have been injured so badly? If my power wasn't strong enough, how could I have protected the monster?"
Musashi clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the squeeze.
"Power comes from the heart, Musashi," Feng Yexin stared at Musashi seriously and said, "You are thirsty for power, and the power you exert is full of violence and loses gentleness. Do you think you can protect monsters with such power?
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After a pause, Feng Yexin said again: "Or do you think that this kind of power is needed to protect monsters? Even if it hurts monsters, you will not hesitate to do so?"
"Then what should I do? I..." Musashi lowered his head blankly, staring at his fist at a loss.
"You have to find the answer on your own. Everyone will be confused sometimes, even...I am no exception. Think about it carefully."
With that said, Feng Yexin smiled at him, turned around and left the island and walked towards the base.
Musashi looked at Feng Yexin's back and clenched his fists unconsciously.
The peaceful days passed for a while, and recently it was time for the duel between Fengbuki Keisuke and Musashi, but the result was very unexpected, Musashi won.
Feng Yexin poured a glass of water and happily sprinkled a packet of milk tea powder into it. After hearing the news, his hands shook uncontrollably.
"Is it really still like this?" Feng Yexin shook his head helplessly, took out a spoon and stirred the milk tea, and the steaming milk tea was filled with the aroma of milk.
Feng Yexin took a small sip of milk tea and narrowed his eyes happily. Then he put down the milk tea and looked at Musashi who was silent.
"You have to go through what you need to experience before you can grow up." Feng Yexin sighed softly.
"Did you really not defeat him with any moves like inserting eyes into his eyes or biting him?" Doigaki said in disbelief. After all, Musashi had never defeated Fubuki Keisuke in a duel, and they were all used to Musashi's
Lost, but didn't expect that Musashi actually won this time?
"But are you happy with this winning rate?" Doigaki touched his arm and said unabashedly again.
"That's..." Musashi sat up straight.
"Of course the results of being scrupulous and having no scruples are different." Feng Yexin said lightly. Musashi turned his attention to Feng Yexin, but found that Feng Yexin did not look towards him.
Musashi's heart suddenly thumped, he withdrew his gaze, turned around and lowered his head.
The door to the combat command room suddenly rang. Everyone looked up and saw Keisuke Kazuki walking in with a document in his hand with a heavy look on his face. Keisuke Kazuki glanced at Musashi and walked straight to Hiura Harumi without saying a word.
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Doigaki, who still didn't believe the result of this duel, pestered Keisuke Fubuki and kept asking: "Did you really lose to Musashi? Really or not? Did you win or lose?"
"That's what it looks like on the surface." Fubuki Keisuke had no intention of answering Doigaki's question. He casually said something perfunctory and walked to Hiura Harmitsu's side and handed the document in his hand to Hiura Harmitsu: "Captain, I
It’s done.”
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Hiura Harmitsu smiled at Keisuke Fukuki and reached out to take the document from Keisuke Fukuki's hand.
Doigaki was unwilling to get involved with Keisuke Fukuki again, as if he was determined to break the casserole and get to the bottom of it.
Feng Yexin looked at the two incompatible people, silently tapped the table with his fingers, then stood up and walked outside.
Musashi watched the back of Feng Yexin walking out, thought for a moment and decided to follow him.
Feng Yexin walked all the way outside the base. He knew that Musashi was following him. He did have a question to ask Musashi. When he walked to the edge of the artificial island where he usually went, Feng Yexin turned around and looked at Musashi with a solemn face.
, asked in a deep voice: "Musashi, can you tell me whether the power you have now is to protect or harm?"
"I..." Musashi opened his mouth, but found that he could not express any definition of the power he now possessed. Musashi lowered his head and fell silent.
Feng Yexin looked at Musashi who lowered his head and said nothing, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, "The power we have is not to use this power to hurt others, but to use this power to protect, and you,
From the moment you longed for power, everything began to change. I don't expect you to figure it out all at once, but I hope you can keep your true heart, because...power comes from the heart."
"Axin, I'm sorry." Musashi whispered.
"It's not me you should say sorry to, but Team Fengchui. He was injured because of you." Feng Yexin said seriously, "I hope you can apologize to him properly after you find your answer. Now
Be prepared first, there will be an interview soon."
"Okay." Musashi nodded with a heavy expression and followed Feng Yexin back to the combat command room in the base.
"Why are you all so leisurely? Don't you have an interview in the afternoon?" Morimoto Ayano hurriedly ran into the combat command room through the small door. Looking at everyone who still looked calm, they began to rush anxiously.
"There's nothing to be excited about, right?" Feng Yexin heard this sentence just after he came back, and looked at Ayano Morimoto, who looked strangely like an emperor who was not in a hurry and an eunuch in a hurry, and asked in confusion.
"Then why don't you guys clean it up? Ashin, look how messed up your hair is?" Morimoto Ayano felt disgusted when she saw Kazuno Shin's messy hair.
Feng Yexin brushed his hair wordlessly, walked to his place, took out a comb from his cabinet where he kept small items, and combed it, "Is this okay?"
Morimoto Ayano glanced at it, and her face was instantly stained with an extremely suspicious red glow. Kazanobu, who had tidied up his broken hair, looked even brighter than before, and his previously blurry eyebrows suddenly became clearer.
, her delicate and attractive face really makes her look more and more handsome.
"Oh my God, how could someone appear in front of me who meets the criteria for choosing a spouse from top to bottom? Why didn't I notice it before?" Morimoto Ayano sighed with her face in her hands.
Feng Yexin did not hesitate to mess up his hair a little more, and sat down in his seat with a calm expression. But he knew that Morimoto Ayano actually had some thoughts about Musashi, and the reason for doing this was just to divert Morimoto away.
Ayano's attention.
Sure enough, Morimoto Ayano curled her lips after seeing Nobunaga's actions, turned away her attention with a look of resentment, and returned her body and mind to the preparations for the interview, while Nobunaga picked up the
The comb combed his hair. He usually combed his hair when he got up in the morning, but sometimes it was messy and he didn't have time to take care of it, so most of the time his hair was messy.
"It looks like I need to get my hair cut when I have time. It seems to have grown a lot." Feng Yexin grabbed a handful of hair and tried the length, and then decided without hesitation to get a haircut on his next vacation.
"Ah, Ayano, have you touched up your makeup?" Doigaki suddenly pointed at Ayano Morimoto's face and said in surprise.
"I hate it, why did you spot Mr. Doigaki right away?" Ayano Morimoto smiled and hit Doigaki with just enough force that she didn't feel much pain.
Doigaki touched his shoulder and said with a confused expression: "Old, old man?"
"By the way, where's the captain?" Feng Yexin asked after looking around but not seeing Hiura Harimi's figure.
Then he pondered for a while: Are you looking for the wind blowing team members?
Mizuki Shinobi shook his head, with a confused look on his face: "I don't know either, I just know that he went out."
In the rest area on the top, Hiura Harmitsu took two cups of coffee and walked towards Fukuki Keisuke, who was sitting alone in the rest area and meditating.
When Fengbuki Keisuke noticed someone walking towards him, he stopped thinking and looked at the person. After seeing the person clearly, he couldn't help but was slightly startled: "Captain? It's so rare. I didn't expect the captain to come here..."
Hiura Harmitsu smiled and handed one of the cups of coffee he was holding to Fukuki Keisuke.
Fengbuki Keisuke reached out and took the coffee: "Sorry."
Hiura Harmitsu stood by the window with a cup of coffee and said with a helpless smile: "Look, we are preparing for an interview below, and I can't calm down."
"Interviews... I'm afraid of interviews the most," Keisuke Fukuki rubbed the cup with his hand holding the coffee, "Let's hide in the gym."
"Indeed." Hiura Harmitsu paused and said, "Fengbuki, what happened in the fight with Musashi today?"
"Eh?" Fengbuki Keisuke was confused.
Hiura Harumi looked at the scenery outside the window, "You were all very strange just now, but Musashi followed Ashin out just now."
"Really?" Fengbuki Keisuke rubbed the cup.
"What happened?" Hiura Harmitsu turned around and looked at Kazuki Keisuke.
"No, actually it's nothing." Fengbuki Keisuke put down the cup in his hand and sat up straight, "I'm just a little surprised."
"Surprised?" Hiura Harumi said in confusion.
Fengbuki Keisuke hesitated for a moment and raised his left hand. The red and swollen wound on his left arm immediately caught Hiura Harmitsu's eyes. Hiura Harmitsu frowned and asked: "Is this caused by Musashi?"
Fengbuki Keisuke slowly put down his hand and frowned deeply: "He is not polite at all. In the past, Musashi was always afraid of hurting others and would not make such a strong move. Although this was his weakness,
but……"
Hiura Harmitsu took a deep breath, turned around and walked behind Fubuki Keisuke, facing away from him, "Do you think this is progress for Musashi?"
Fengbuki Keisuke said blankly: "I don't know, but he... seems to be very anxious."
"Anxious?"
A large part of the time passed quickly, and the interview came to an end. Feng Yexin felt disgusted when he saw the reporter's sarcastic face and aggressive manner.