Chapter 570: A son should not blame his father.

Shao's Witch Court is to the west of Huodu Square, and Li's Military Hall is to the east of Huodu Square.

Li's courtyard is also very large, but it was not noisy in the past. It was only after the martial law in Huodu that it became lively.

Li was not used to this kind of bustle. In the past thirty years, except for the busy period of the first few years of military reform, he lived a very peaceful life.

The peaceful life polished the fighting spirit in his heart day by day. Li was no longer the young, passionate, impulsive and ignorant boy.

He has been in charge of the military affairs of the Fire Tribe Alliance for more than 30 years. His aura is as heavy as a mountain, and his eyes are stern. His body, which was a little thin back then, has become thicker after more than 30 years of continuous polishing.

Although he has no military merits to protect himself and no bravery to be famous for, he has been devoted to the construction of the Fire Tribe Alliance for 30 years, and this contribution has also earned him the support of all warriors.

In the past few days, he has been handling military affairs as usual, but there is always an inexplicable agitation in his heart, which makes him uneasy.

When he calmed down, he looked around and didn't feel that his life was different. He thought carefully about the military affairs in the past few days and didn't miss anything.

But at such a critical moment, he suddenly felt uneasy, which made him quite uneasy.

For this reason, he specially asked the Star General to come and help predict whether there were any hidden dangers. The answer he got was very vague, saying that there was nothing bad, but there was one thing, but he didn't know what it was.

If he wanted a more accurate result, he could ask the Star Witch for help, but he refused.

He naturally had the right to do so, but he didn't want to do so.

For more than 30 years, he has been blaming himself for the mistake of going east. Although he does not regret it, he feels guilty towards Shao, guilty towards Shi's trust, guilty towards the Fire Tribe Alliance... and even guilty towards Xin.

If he could go back to the past, he would hold Xin back and not let her leave, but he did not. Sometimes he would hate himself for not holding Xin back, although he always knew why he did so.

He who lost his parents knows the pain of losing parents. If he were Xin, he would do the same. How can those who have never lost someone understand the pain of losing someone?

These are all old things, and they are far away from him. So far away that he rarely remembers them actively.

He refused the help of the Star Witch because he didn't want to cause more trouble for the Fire Tribe Alliance at this critical moment. In his view, this was a kind of atonement, atonement for the sin he could not take responsibility for.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door, and he put down the animal skin scroll in his hand.

"Come in."

The door opened, and it was his chief guard.

"Speak."

He looked at him doubtfully, and the man immediately hit his left chest with his right hand, making a muffled sound.

"There is a witch from the Grass Tribe at the East Gate who came to Huodu to register, and he filled in the guarantor as you."

The doubt in his eyes deepened, and he asked himself in a murmur: "Grass Tribe? Which Grass Tribe? I have no impression of it at all. Do you remember it?"

This guard chief has been with him for a long time. Sometimes when he went down to train soldiers or patrol, he would indeed come into contact with witches or leaders of small tribes, but he didn't remember this one.

"Reporting to the Marshal, I have no impression of him."

The guard chief said affirmatively.

He nodded, then raised his head and asked: "Just one person?"

"Yes."

The guard chief replied.

"Then bring him over to see, you will always have an impression after meeting him."

"Yes."

The guard chief saluted and retreated, arranging people to escort Mang to the East Gate.

The reason why he used the escort method was that he was being cautious. Now was the period of the God of Fire becoming a god, so it was better to be cautious.

He soon put this matter behind him because news came from the south that the totems of the tribes in southern Xinjiang were not far from the fire.

He immediately summoned the two generals, Lang and Chun, to discuss the welcoming arrangements.

The so-called welcoming was actually about how to peacefully remove the military power of the warriors who escorted the totems.

This matter had been agreed upon at the totem level, but they still needed to carry it out when it was actually carried out. Therefore, it became very important to reduce the vigilance of these warriors and make them not feel too dissatisfied.

The three discussed for a while and finally decided to solve it by reducing the power of each town one by one.

The so-called town-by-town reduction means that after each town they pass through, they leave a Southern Frontier warrior behind, and when the totem stones finally reach the Fire City, there will only be a few warriors left to carry them.

The three of them thought that there was no problem with this arrangement, and the next step was to plan the route, and the three of them were busy on the map again.

While they were busy, Mang had already been taken into the military hall and was arranged to sit quietly in a corner.

Beside him, there were always a few guards who were responsible for watching over him.

Because they were busy, naturally no one paid attention to him, a witch from the Grass Tribe who came out of nowhere, so he was forgotten in this corner.

They waited until dark, then the door of the inner room was pushed open, and Generals Wolf and Chun came out. They would set out tomorrow morning to welcome the team from Southern Xinjiang.

As they left, the clerical staff in the military hall also began to leave, and the whole hall gradually became quiet.

But soon another group of generals came in. They came to discuss the welcoming arrangements for the northern team, and they were still busy.

Mang sat there in silence, waiting calmly. The guards around him had been replaced because they wanted to have dinner.

Someone brought Mang dinner, a bowl of millet rice with some cooked vegetables and meat slices. Mang just sat in the corner and ate his dinner quietly.

Not long after he finished eating, the captain of the guards came over.

"The marshal said you have to wait a while, because it's not easy for these generals to get together. He will see you after the discussion. If you are tired, you can go to the marshal's room to rest for a while. This is the marshal's care for you."

Although the chief guard said that Mang could go to the general's room to rest, his eyes revealed the meaning of "you have to respect yourself.

" "I know, I'm not tired."

Mang said calmly. He was indeed not tired, and he didn't want to cause trouble for this competent chief guard.

"If you need anything else, you can tell me."

This sentence was a reward for Mang's "reasonableness", and he left after saying it.

Time passed slowly, and it was unknown how long it had passed. The generals left the room one after another, and the chief guard also walked in front of Mang.

"The Marshal is very tired. Let's make it short and don't disturb his rest."

The chief guard gave him a word of advice before leading Mang to the room of Li. After knocking on the door, he went in first, and came out again not long after, letting Mang in.

Mang walked into Li's room and saw Li eating with his head down at first sight.

"Please sit anywhere. Have you eaten?"

Li looked up at him and it was obvious that he was stunned for a moment after seeing Mang.

"I have eaten."

Mang said calmly.

Li nodded, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and asked in confusion: "Have we met before?"

Mang shook his head and scanned the whole room. It was very simple without any unnecessary decorations.

His eyes fell on the table, where animal skin scrolls were neatly placed. In the upper right corner of the table, there was a wooden board with an animal skin scroll on it. On it was a portrait of Xin.

The portrait was very vivid, showing Xin standing in the wind and snow, holding two sharp red copper swords, looking heroic.

"Why do I feel like I have seen you before?"

He looked at Mang in confusion, his brows furrowed, and he looked intimidating without being angry.

"Because I look like her."

Mang said, pointing at the scroll of Xin.

He was stunned, took a look at the scroll, then looked at Mang. They did look alike, but then anger flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

He asked loudly.

The door was pushed open, and the chief guard looked at the scene inside in confusion, then waved his hand and stepped back.

"My name is Mang, and I'm her son."

Mang's words stunned Mang. His eyes roamed back and forth between the scroll and Mang's face several times, and many complex emotions flashed through his eyes.

Twenty-five years ago, he was looking forward to Xin's return. Twenty years ago, he thought that Xin would return after waiting for a few more years. Fifteen years ago, he thought there was still hope. Ten years ago, he began to hesitate. Five years ago, he thought that Xin would not come back, and asked Chuan Mo Wu to help him draw this scroll.

Now, he dare not have any illusions. He is satisfied to be able to see Xin in the scroll every day.

But he never thought that today, when he had no thoughts at all, he would actually see Xin's son.

The eyebrows, the eyes, the features, and the calmness, they really look like Xin.

"She... isn't coming back?"

Mang said in a bitter voice, and his aura and majesty were much weaker.

He really didn't expect that Xin actually started a family there, and judging from the appearance of this child, this happened more than ten years ago.

At that time, I was still thinking about her coming back.

Misery hurts the most, and the scars are not on the face or the body, but only in the heart.

"It's inconvenient for mother to come back for some reasons."

Mang looked at his father, and saw his expression change countless times in an instant, but his heart was quite calm.

"My brother didn't come either. He was so busy fighting the beasts in the east that he was too lazy to come back."

He felt a sharp pain in his heart. Not only did Xin start a family there, he also had children there, and he had more than one child.

"Who did Xin... marry?"

After a long while, he covered his chest and asked, "Is that person worthy of your mother?"

Mang was stunned for a moment. It was difficult for him to answer this question.

Grandpa Yi said that she was not worthy, but Grandpa Lao Wudie said that she was worthy. The two even argued about this, but in the end, Grandpa Yi won.

Grandpa Yi won not because Grandpa Lao Wudie was convinced by him, but because Grandpa Lao Wudie was really dead, so no one objected to Grandpa Yi's words anymore.

Whenever someone mentioned this to my mother, she would just laugh and say nothing.

"Grandpa Yi said that I was not worthy of her, but Grandpa Baicao Wu said that I was worthy of her. When others said that, my mother would laugh, so I don't know whether I was worthy of her or not."

Mang said truthfully.

"What do you think?"

Li looked at Mang and asked him angrily.

"Me?"

Mang was really stunned this time. He hesitated and said, "It's hard for me to say this. A son should not criticize his father."