C93 (1/2)

For those who were not willing to confide in others, as long as they opened up a topic, they would not feel the need to spit it all out. Otherwise, it would be as if their throats were stuck. Ye Mo Han was part of this list, not so much because he was talking about what had happened to him, but because he was complaining to Ling Mumei about his anger and helplessness, and his unwillingness towards the Emerald Jade Pavilion.

Ling Mumei quietly listened without commenting. He was well aware that the young man in front of her was still very young. When he was young, he was the same as the Ye Jianhan before his eyes. He did not experience too many failures and setbacks. Once they met, Ling Mumei's whole body would collapse. He did not fall down; he was still full of hope for the future. Ling Mumei could clearly feel that this young man in front of her knew what she was going to do next, and also knew why she was going to do it. This was something that he did not have when he was young. As long as a person could find his mission, he was not afraid of any setbacks.

After hearing Ye Chanhan say that Chi Feng had been killed by Chen Shaochong, Ling Mumei sighed with emotion and said, ”I had met Chi Feng a few times in the past and felt that there was quite a bit of revenge in his heart. It was just that his Jade Pavilion's method of eliminating outsiders was a bit too much. Wu Dang and Shaolin imprisoned him for thirty years, which is also considered a karmic retribution.

”That Jade Pavilion killed in the open, they only killed those who didn't obey them.” ”… ….” said Ye Chanhan, slightly angry. No matter what the current Emerald Pavilion did, it was a conspiracy. Their goal was the entire world. If this hidden Pavilion Master were to obtain the world, what kind of life would the people of the world lead? Wouldn't I have to be on tenterhooks everyday? ”

”Everyone has their own destiny and mission. Are you trying to change the fate of the world?” Ling Mumei's sudden question caught Ye Mo off guard.

Ye Mo Han himself was stunned. Didn't his words mean that he wanted to change the fate of those ordinary people? To think of oneself as a savior was an idea that many people would have. The only difference was that some people actually worked hard for it, while others laughed off this ambition as time went by. Everyone had the right to choose, but after choosing, no one should try to find any excuse to change it, because changing itself didn't require a reason. Ye Mo Han asked himself, ”Originally, I just wanted to take revenge on my father and retreat from the martial arts world.” He really didn't know when it had started, but his thoughts had slowly turned into something he was responsible for.

Seeing Ye Wen Han remain silent, Ling Mumei said sincerely, ”From ancient times until now, which king of this world has not achieved great success in one go?” ”If you wish to change the lives of all the people in the world, killing is unavoidable.”

”At the moment, I don't want to think too much into it. I just want to mess up the Jade Pavilion and wait for an opportunity to find the pavilion master and kill him.” Ye Mo Han clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fury.

Ling Mumei seemed to be able to see through the cold and said, ”It's cold in bed, fighting and killing are different from fighting and killing in the martial arts world. There were tens of thousands of people fighting the dead, and most of the grudges between martial artists were within the scope of a hundred people, so a thousand people was a relatively small number. With your power, you might be able to kill the pavilion master of the Emerald Pavilion, but after killing him, you will be burdened with many burdens. At that time, if you were still as merciful as a woman, it would probably be a huge disaster for everyone in the world. ”

”Do you mean to say that you have the courage to sacrifice some people to achieve great things?” Ye Mo Han understood Ling Mumei's words. All the emperors from ancient times had stepped on their corpses to ascend to the throne, but he wanted to tell this old man that he didn't want to be the emperor.

”Right.” Ling Mumei was somewhat excited. She did not look like an old man, but rather like a general in a decisive battle. I can see that you don't want to be a hero in troubled times, but in troubled times, pity for the masses is the spark of the savior. Sooner or later, it will set your heart on fire. Can you control the desire for power in your heart at that time? ”