1032 There Is Hope II (2/2)

Many years ago, Sangsang went to the small town. She talked to him and the Butcher and gave them promises. If she were to die, how would those promises be realized?

”You don't need to accept.”

The Eldest Brother said, ”The Youngest Brother mentioned previously that you had to accept… If he could convince the Abbey Dean, the first thing he would is to kill the two of you.”

The Drunkard found his liquor exceptionally strong and it made him tipsy. He mocked, ”It's not easy to kill us.”

”For the benefit of the entire human world, you two have to give in.” The Eldest Brother looked at him and said calmly, ”Because you are not like our Headmaster who was the human world himself. Nor are you like our Youngest Uncle who carried out his belief despite the objection from tens of thousands of people. You would give way and hide behind the trees to see what would happen. That, is actually accepting.”

It was a bitter confrontation. Hearing this from the Eldest Brother who never lied, it was extremely powerful, like a very thick blade brutally chopping the Drunkard's head.

The Drunkard could not tell whether or not it was painful. But he found himself speechless.

”Therefore it is the Abbey Dean's choice now,” the Eldest Brother said at last.

The sky above Linkang was covered by dark clouds. While they were about to finish the conversation, snowflakes fell from the crowded clouds and suddenly became a storm. Through the dancing snowflakes the Drunkard looked to the Peach Mountain afar. He said after a long while, ”Perhaps Ning Que did succeed.”

The Eldest Brother looked to the south and smiled.

The smell of his liquor faded in the storm instantly. The Drunkard disappeared completely from the small restaurant. The next moment, he was back to the small town.

He did not visit the tea house for the only friend he had made throughout the years. Instead, he went directly to the person he had known for ten thousand of years. He sat down and kept silent for a long while. When the Butcher found the Drunkard exhausted and stained with dust, his hand held tighter onto his greasy knife.

”What happened?”

The Drunkard said, ”It was not knowing what would happen that makes me anxious.”

No one knew what would happen to the human world, what Ning Que said, and how the Abbey Dean would choose. From the extremely cold northern land to the warm and humid South Sea, everyone was waiting anxiously for the result.

There was after all some hope in the unknown.

When everything was settled, hope might turn into despair.

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