Nan Muran turned around and motioned to Si Ye to wait for her outside. Chen Jianguo also stopped at the right time and did not follow her in.
When she walked into the door, Nan Muran first saw the old leader He sitting next to her. After greeting him, she quietly looked at the back of the old man standing in front of the window, motionless.
After a long time, the old man slowly turned around.
To Nan Muran, the man in front of her was very familiar, but also very strange. Because compared to the image she had seen before the end of the world, the old man in front of her was obviously older, and even thinner.
"Let's sit together." The old man looked at Nan Muran with a smile and a gentle tone.
Nan Muran looked at the obviously gentle man and her heart beat faster for no reason. She knew it was because she was flattered.
"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Chief He looked at Nan Muran motionlessly, and his tone was filled with a hint of smile.
"I've seen him in person before, but this is the first time I've seen him move." Nan Muran looked at the old man with a smile and expressed her true thoughts.
The old man was stunned at first, then laughed.
One side couldn't help laughing like the old leader, and never expected that the meeting between the two sides would start like this: "Sit down and take a good look."
Nan Muran was amused by Chief He’s words and sat down directly opposite the old man.
"I've heard a lot about you from Lao He. I have more and more doubts in my heart, so I wanted to come to Xishi to see you." The old man's tone revealed a hint of fatigue, and it was obvious that he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.
Nan Muran didn't say anything after hearing this.
The old man looked at her obviously confused reaction, hesitated for a moment and then said: "Last time, the authorities used the information you gave them to make a deal with the Obsidian Organization, and it was indeed not handled properly. Your feelings were not taken into consideration. I hope that this time when we talk, you can put aside your past grudges and be honest with each other."
When Chief He on the side heard the old man's words, he let out a long sigh. He understood that his old friend had done his best in this matter.
"I said this is the last chance for us to cooperate." Even though the person sitting opposite her was an old man whom Nan Muran respected from the bottom of her heart, she still did not forget her bottom line.
"Okay." Faced with Nan Muran's stubbornness, the old man didn't mind at all. He nodded and agreed with a firm tone.
The other party's honesty made Nan Muran feel relieved: "In that case, just ask whatever you want to ask."
"Old He said that you are carrying an ancient imperial inheritance?" The old man couldn't help but his heartbeat quickening when he said this again.
Only those who truly understand what an emperor-level existence is, will understand how terrifying the power that Nan Muran possesses is.
"Well, its name is Xuan Wu. It has always been by my side and usually helps me organize a lot of things. To use its own words, it has followed me for several lifetimes and has seen all kinds of me, even as a man or a woman." Nan Muran nodded and said without hiding anything.
She brought up the topic from this point deliberately because she was curious about the other party's level of acceptance after experiencing the end of the world.
After hearing Nan Muran's words, the old man just paused and did not show any disbelief.
Not to mention the apocalypse now, even before the apocalypse, such words might not have shocked him. After all, there are all kinds of strange things in the world, not to mention that in a mysterious land with ancient heritage, there will only be more mysterious existences.
"Does it still possess the power of an emperor now?" The old man asked the question that concerned him most.
“Of course not. It may not even be at the king level now. Because a long time ago, in order to do someone else a favor, it suffered a huge loss of its own strength.” Nan Muran had no intention of mentioning her previous life in front of anyone except Si Ye and Jia Wu, because that would involve Si Ye’s worldly supernatural powers.
It would bring him endless trouble, which she would never allow.
The old man nodded slightly and continued, "It knows that the inherited fragments of power can awaken consciousness."
"Xuan Wu said that there were quite a few emperor-level inheritances in the early days. After their bodies dissipated, fragments of power would be left behind. If one is lucky enough to gather more power, the fragments will be able to successfully awaken consciousness, but they will no longer be the same person they once were. Such an existence is more like a slave who has obtained a corner of the inherited power." Nan Muran explained.
"Attribution, does it know?" The old man pondered for a moment and seemed to have made some very difficult decision.
The moment he heard this name, Xuan Wu in the space suddenly woke up: "Attribution? Is that the name of the fragment in their hands?"
"Is this name the fragment of awakened consciousness in your hands?"
"Yes, it said that it is an emperor-level creature inherited from ancient times, named Guiyin, and can save countless lives. Once it is fully recovered, it will have innate vitality." The old man nodded, without hiding anything from Nan Muran.
Xuan Wu couldn't help but smile as he listened to the old man's words: "Speaking of which, attributing one's own strength is not a sign of life."
"Then what is its power?" Nan Muran couldn't help but frown when she heard Xuan Wu's words.
"Destruction." Xuan Wu said lightly.
Nan Muran was startled by this answer: "Ah."
The old man opposite was not surprised by Nan Muran's sudden mumbling to herself, but he did not understand her sudden surprise.
"Well, Xuan Wu said that the power of attribution is not vitality, but destruction." Nan Muran looked at the old man a little embarrassed because of her own gaffe and told him the truth.
The old man was visibly startled.
Nan Muran looked at the other party, thought for a moment, and tried to speak: "Did Guiyin tell you how he could restore his vitality? Would he start all over again with everything we are facing now and let all of us go back to the past?"
"Is this possible?" There was a hint of bitterness in the old man's smile.
"Do you have someone you want to save?" Nan Muran asked suddenly. But after she opened her mouth, she felt that her question was very presumptuous, and even disrespected the old man in front of her.
The old man didn't care and sighed slightly: "There are too many people I want to save, but compared to saving people, letting the living live well is the most important thing."
Nan Muran nodded and agreed with the other party's statement: "So, attribution means that he can end the harsh environment of the end of the world? Let everything return to the way it was before the Tao?"
"Yes." The old man looked at Nan Muran with an affirmative tone.
It's not that he doesn't have doubts about this, but even so he is still willing to take a gamble.
"As far as deceiving people is concerned, it is indeed quite powerful." Nan Muran could only smile awkwardly, her tone a little difficult.
The old man was amused by her embarrassment: "Don't worry about our face, just speak frankly."
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