Immortal Travel of Longevity

Before leaving, Mister Qingshan gently stroked the red-clad little girl's hair and asked, "Will you come with me?"

The little girl refused. She didn't like this gentleman, nor was she willing to go with him.

Mister Qingshan did not force the issue.

Beside the blooming lotus pond, only a single sigh was left behind.

The gentleman left.

He didn't say a single word to Sister Yun.

Yu Hongjin's eyes suddenly grew red. She grabbed a rock from the ground and threw it at Mister Qingshan.

He didn't dodge, and the stone struck his shoulder.

Chen Changsheng paused and looked back.

In the end, she still couldn't hold it in.

Chen Changsheng sighed softly and said, "Thank you."

When he spoke, the little girl's hand seemed to lose all its strength, and the pebbles in her palm tumbled into the dirt.

The gentleman really left.

He didn't leave another word behind.

The little girl cried fiercely. Collapsing to the ground, she threw a tantrum just as she had when she first came into the world.

She hadn't wanted to cry, but she simply couldn't hold it back.

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The world was in turmoil, and wars raged in all directions.

In Qingshan City, the King of Wei hadn't eaten or drunk for days. The current situation was pressing down on him so heavily that he could barely breathe.

He had known in advance what the King of Yan was hiding.

In the end, he still hadn't been able to escape this scheme.

The Yan army had consecutively breached three cities in Wei's southern domain. To the east, the King of Jin was frequently causing trouble. Now, Wei's military forces were stretched thin—if they focused on the south, they couldn't defend the east. They were caught in an impossible dilemma.

"Cough, cough..."

The old man beside him coughed lightly and said, "The Yan army will reach Qingshan City in a few days. Do you still not plan to retreat?"

Ouyang Feng sat on a bench to the side, panting slightly. A sickly pallor showed on his face.

This was the lingering trauma from his trip to the Yan kingdom. Forty percent of his meridians had been shattered, nearly turning him into a cripple.

The sudden words interrupted the King of Wei's thoughts.

His lips trembled slightly as he said, "Is there truly no chance for a turning point?"

He should have said this through gritted teeth, but right now, he only looked incredibly weak.

Ouyang Feng glanced at him and said, "The Yan army at the border is also applying pressure, and the imperial court is blocked off by the King of Jin. Now, Wei is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and our troops are..."

The King of Wei found it hard to accept this ending.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong.

Amidst this worldly strife, he had carved out a haven of peace in a chaotic era. Yet, in the end, it was all going to end like this.

"What did I do wrong?"

The King of Wei leaned back on the bench, seeming to lose all his spirit in an instant.

Ouyang Feng said, "The King of Wei is highly benevolent. But in this chaotic world, there is no place for great benevolence..."

The King of Wei lay on the bench, and soon, a sharp, bitter laugh escaped his lips.

The laughter sounded desperate, and deeply tragic.

This world was so unreasonable.

Did people of great kindness really deserve such a bitter end?

Was this how good and evil were judged in the world?

Between heaven and earth, where was the justice!

That tragic laughter echoed through the royal manor, startling the servants and the Shadow Guard.

Everyone felt the sorrow; seeing the current situation, their hearts ached endlessly.

"Bang."

A deputy general of the Wei army pushed the door open and entered, his fists clenched tightly.

"Your Highness!"

With tears and hatred in his eyes, the deputy general kowtowed and cried, "Your Highness! We can definitely defeat the enemy! Your Highness! The soldiers of our Wei army are unparalleled in bravery. We will undoubtedly crush the enemy! We will drive them back!"

The deputy general clenched his fists, his heart filled with righteous fury.

He still remembered how, in the beginning, he was nothing but a starving vagrant outside Qingshan City. It was the King who had seen potential in him and allowed him to join the army. He had witnessed everything.

It was the King who protected them, sheltering this land so the common people had food to eat and clothes to wear, sparing them from fear and the terror of enemy invasions.

The King was like a second parent to them. He had etched this immense gratitude into his heart. Seeing the King in such a tragic state now felt like a knife twisting in his chest, making the resentment in his heart impossible to swallow.

Sitting on the bench, the King of Wei slightly opened his eyes and looked at the deputy general kneeling on one knee before him.

These faces were all so familiar.

The deputy general before him looked just as he had when he first raised his banner, brimming with hot blood and indignation.

"Your Highness!"

The deputy general roared, kowtowing deeply. "I, Zhang Chi, am willing to follow Your Highness to break the enemy, protect the people of our Great Wei, and establish an eternal legacy!"

The King of Wei did not respond for a long time.

Ouyang Feng watched calmly, his gaze shifting to the deputy general in the hall.

The clatter of horse hooves rang out from outside the manor.

One after another, several more military officers arrived.

"I, Zhang Yuan, greet my Lord!"

"I, Lan Chengyu, greet my Lord!"

"I, Yi Ye, greet my Lord!"

"I..."

Upon learning of the situation, this group of officers had rushed over immediately. Some of their clothes were even a bit disheveled, having had no time to tidy up.

"We pledge to follow our Lord to the death, with no regrets even if we die a hundred times!"

Their voices joined in unison, echoing throughout the entire royal manor.

The King of Wei calmly looked at the dozen or so military officers kneeling in the hall. Although Wei was weak, its army was no ordinary force. Of the officers present, who among them wasn't a veteran of a hundred battles who had followed him in quelling wars in all directions?

Auras surging, there was not a single shred of fear in these officers' eyes.

Their gazes were uniformly fixed on the King. They harbored a resolve to fight to the death. Regardless of success or failure, they would follow this man. Even if they became countless bleached bones on the battlefield, they would have no regrets.

For a moment, Ouyang Feng was also somewhat dazed.

He remembered these generals. Normally, they were always speaking nonsense, and some couldn't even be considered good people, acting completely frivolous and undisciplined. But at this moment, they were remarkably resolute.

Ouyang Feng didn't know how the King of Wei had achieved this.

Inexplicably, he felt a somewhat different sentiment toward this equally unreliable King of Wei.

He wondered just what the King of Wei had done to make such a group of people follow him to the death without regret.

Ouyang Feng had always assumed that most of these men would desert in the face of battle.

But now, almost all of them had arrived.

The hall was quiet for a long time.

Only after a long while did the figure on the bench let out a sigh.

"Surrender."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked over, mostly in disbelief.

"Your Highness!" "My Lord!"

The generals' eyes instantly turned red. Some stood up and roared, "My Lord, I will dispatch the army right now and slaughter the enemy until not a single piece of their armor remains!"

The officer turned around.

Yet, they heard the King of Wei's heavy voice ring out again.

"I said, surrender..."

After those words, the main hall fell silent again.

Ouyang Feng sighed softly and closed his eyes.

He should have realized it sooner.

This King never mistreated anyone. He saved his benevolence for the common people, and at the same time, he saved it for the soldiers under his command.

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