"Ding! Because of the host, the Child of Destiny, Ye Qingyun, suffered a tremendous blow to his state of mind. The host has received five thousand Villain Points."
Just as Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth, his face filled with unwillingness.
The system notification rang out in Qin Anlan's mind.
"Kid, your master is right. A true man can bend and stretch. As long as you preserve your life, there will be plenty of chances to avenge your grievances in the future."
"If you insist on showing off now and throw away your life, your enemies will only live carefree and happily."
Just as Ye Qingyun was at a loss, a deep, resonant voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
It was Shadow Evil God, hidden within Ye Qingyun's ring, carefully offering him a reminder.
A true man could bend and stretch?
Only by preserving his life could he avenge his grievances?
Ye Qingyun's eyes blazed with fire.
To make him kneel before Qin Anlan and apologize.
Naturally, he did not wish to do something so damaging to his dignity.
Ye Qingyun knew even more clearly that resisting now would only give Qin Anlan a reason to kill him.
If he, Ye Qingyun, died in the death row prison.
The Liu Ruyan and Liu Ruxue sisters would only fall into Qin Anlan's hands.
Even his beautiful master would likely be seized by Qin Anlan.
When that time came, Qin Anlan would be the only one benefiting.
With a thud.
After a fierce battle between heaven and man, after countless thoughts.
Ye Qingyun still bent his legs with a face full of reluctance, lowered his head, and knelt before Qin Anlan.
"Ye Qingyun, why are you kneeling?"
"Are you trying to apologize to this Young Lord, or provoke this Young Lord?"
Qin Anlan looked down at Ye Qingyun with an indifferent expression.
He watched, appreciating the performance about to unfold.
Ye Qingyun grew even more unwilling.
Under his extreme fury, his entire body trembled without cease.
At this moment.
He wished he could rush forward and fight Qin Anlan to the death.
Yet Ye Qingyun knew even more clearly.
He was in the death row prison. Even if he rose up in resistance, it would be utterly useless.
He could only heed Huo Yun Xie Shen's words. Only by preserving his life would he have a chance to kill Qin Anlan and avenge his grievances.
"Young Lord of the Divine Marquis, it was all because I, Ye Qingyun, had eyes but failed to see Mount Tai and offended you."
"I beg you, sir, not to hold a petty man's faults against him, and forgive my foolish conduct."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As he spoke.
Ye Qingyun knocked his head against the ground three times in succession.
His forehead struck the floor with loud bangs.
"Ding! The host forcibly compelled the Child of Destiny, Ye Qingyun, to kneel, kowtow, and beg for mercy. The host has received thirty thousand Villain Points and three hundred Destiny Points."
Just as Ye Qingyun knelt, kowtowed, and admitted his mistake.
The system notification rang out in Qin Anlan's mind once more.
Thirty thousand Villain Points, and three hundred Destiny Points?
Even Qin Anlan had not expected such a reward.
But upon thinking it over carefully, it seemed perfectly normal.
What did a Child of Destiny value most, care about most?
Other than women.
It was dignity.
There was gold beneath a man's knees.
For a Child of Destiny, making him kneel before his enemy on the spot, kowtow, and apologize.
Was no different from making him suffer ten thousand times more than death.
Was it not obvious? Although Ye Qingyun was kowtowing and begging for mercy.
The rage on his face, that towering fury that wanted to tear Qin Anlan into pieces, was already impossible to suppress.
"Not bad, not bad."
Qin Anlan nodded in satisfaction.
"Only one who can bend and stretch is a true man."
"This Young Lord knows that you resent me, and even wish you could kill me. But so what?"
"An ant will always be an ant. Even after exhausting an entire lifetime, it should never dream of contending with the vault of heaven for glory."
Rather than responding to Qin Anlan, Ye Qingyun gritted his teeth and said, "I have done as you demanded. You can release me from the death row prison now."
"Of course."
As Qin Anlan spoke, he turned his gaze toward True Person Ziwei.
"They say that a fine bird chooses the tree upon which it roosts, and a worthy minister chooses the lord whom he serves."
"My Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate thirsts for talent. True Person Ziwei, your strength is exceptional. If you are willing to join my Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate, this Young Lord will certainly treat you with due courtesy."
As Qin Anlan spoke, a few traces of a sincere smile appeared on his face.
The moment these words left his mouth.
Before True Person Ziwei could say anything, Ye Qingyun's face had already turned livid.
Sure enough.
Qin Anlan truly had designs on his master.
One had to know.
Other than Huo Yun Xie Shen within the ring.
His master, True Person Ziwei, was Ye Qingyun's greatest support.
Once his master abandoned him and threw herself into Qin Anlan's embrace.
What would await him?
Ye Qingyun did not even dare imagine it.
These words also left True Person Ziwei rooted to the spot.
Having lived for several hundred years, how could True Person Ziwei's experience and wisdom possibly be compared to Ye Qingyun's?
In but an instant, she had already figured everything out.
Sowing discord!
Qin Anlan's move was very likely intended to drive a wedge between her and Ye Qingyun.
The instant this thought arose, True Person Ziwei cast it from her mind.
The reason was quite simple.
What kind of status did Qin Anlan possess?
If he wished to kill a mere Ye Qingyun, it would be as easy as turning over his hand.
There was no need for him to use such methods to sow discord between her and Ye Qingyun.
Could it be.
That she had truly overthought it?
That Qin Anlan had simply taken a fancy to her strength and aptitude.
And wished to recruit a powerhouse like her for the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate.
Given the present circumstances.
Her impression of Qin Anlan was rather favorable.
Qin Anlan was modest and refined, gentle and cultured, without the slightest airs of the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis.
Then there was her incomparably foolish disciple.
His status and strength were inferior to the other party's, and after making a mistake, he still refused to let the matter rest, shouting that he wanted to slaughter Qin Anlan.
He made it seem as though Ye Qingyun had suffered some earth-shattering injustice.
Such petty, narrow-minded behavior made True Person Ziwei increasingly displeased.
By contrast, Qin Anlan had never, from beginning to end, stooped to argue with a minor figure like Ye Qingyun.
He possessed the bearing of one magnanimous and broad-minded, spoke with extraordinary eloquence, and had far-reaching insight.
Qin Anlan already possessed the potential of a formidable hero.
His future achievements were simply beyond imagination.
"I appreciate the Young Lord of the Divine Marquis's kind intentions."
"But I have long been accustomed to an idle life and have no wish to join any faction."
True Person Ziwei shook her head and politely declined Qin Anlan's offer.
Although joining the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate would bring True Person Ziwei.
Benefits beyond imagination.
It was just as she had said.
She was pure of heart and few of desires, wanting nothing.
Even the Left Prime Minister and the First Prince had tried to recruit her repeatedly, only to be rejected by True Person Ziwei.
Naturally, she would not choose to join the Divine Marquis of Zhenguo's Estate merely because of Qin Anlan's few words.
True Person Ziwei's decision did not lie beyond Qin Anlan's expectations.
If recruiting her had been so easy.
She would not have been the master of the Child of Destiny, Ye Qingyun.
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