Chapter 6 The Tyrant Doubts Life

The noise in the inn came to an abrupt end. Everyone watched him walk to the corner of the room, take off the heavy black iron sword from his back and place it on the wooden table. There was a "bang" sound that startled everyone and made a chill run down their spine.

The man couldn't sit down unless he put down the four-and-a-half-foot-long sword.

The waiter didn't dare to step forward. The burly man with bronze skin just sat at the table with a dull expression and didn't say a word. His thick lips were pursed together, and his eyes were as blank as dead fish. For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

There was an eerie silence in the store. Many hidden gangsters had already put their hands on their weapons, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

The air was so quiet that some people even held their breath and dared not breathe.

The flow of time seems to be stretched out, and every minute and every second feels like torture.

This man is very strong, and his lingering aura of iron and blood makes people's scalps numb.

Could it be some vicious fugitive from Ze State?

Are you coming to Jingguo to escape?

Just when everyone's thoughts were in a mess, a clear voice instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Jun Lin propped his chin with one hand and said slowly, "Would you like to have dinner here?"

Shen Sinian frowned. Although he didn't know what Wang was thinking, he remained silent and didn't cause any trouble. However, his vigilant look became more and more serious until the man stood up and walked towards him.

The two-meter-tall man moved like a small mountain. He lowered his head, and the sense of looking down on others due to the huge height difference seemed very scary.

Shen Sinian held the scabbard tightly.

danger.

Every cell in the boy's body was shaking uncontrollably, and he wanted to compete with him.

The man moved his dull eyes to scan the boy's face, and then silently fell on Jun Lin.

For a moment, the numb eyes seemed to soften, but quickly returned to being empty.

He sat down stiffly, picked up the bowl and chopsticks that the waiter had just added and started eating without saying a word.

Pick up dishes, eat rice and drink wine all in one go.

After the solution was solved in a flash, Wenman said, "Thank you very much."

The voice was hoarse and low and not very pleasant to the ear, but it was surprisingly alluring when it rubbed against the eardrum.

Jun Lin waved his hands to indicate that this matter was not worth mentioning, and then he said softly with a gentle look in his eyes: "Do you want some more food?"

The man's eyes regained some spirit, and even his words were softened: "No, I'm full."

After saying this, the man sealed the sun again and remained silent for a long time, only staring at Jun Lin.

Shen Sinian scanned the two people's expressions calmly. The king rarely softened his attitude towards others. Could it be that he wanted to win over the other party? To help him unify the world in the future?

His mind was in a thousand turns until Jun Lin reached out and asked him for the ointment: "Give it to him."

The young man was so shocked that his eyes widened. He stammered, "Wang...Brother, that was specially prepared for you by my family. The herbs are extremely precious and the efficacy is..."

She smiled and said, "Just listen to me and give it to him."

Shen Sinian took out an exquisitely crafted white porcelain bottle from his arms in a somewhat listless manner and placed it in front of the man as ordered.

Jun Lin crossed his fingers, rested his chin on the back of his hands and said leisurely: "I hope you won't be injured when we meet next time."

The man's strong and sturdy arms were covered with purple scars, some of which had already scabbed over. He took it with a wooden face, took off the wooden box tied with an iron chain from his waist, and pushed it in front of Jun Lin without saying a word.

It's a return gift.

The dark eyes expressed this.

Jun Lin smiled and pushed it back: "Give it to me next time we meet."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone to react, he stood up, asked Shen Sinian to pay the money and left.

Just before she stepped out of the door, she turned her head to look at the man who was looking at her, and the red black iron heavy sword on the table.

My hands are a little itchy.

I really want to pick it up and dance with it.

Not until the two figures disappeared completely did the tall and majestic man carefully put the medicine bottle into his arms, holding the wooden box with deep care and reverence and giving it a kiss.

His eyes were still dull, but there was a faint light in them.

…

The atmosphere between the two people who re-entered the street was a little cold, and the steady boy was rarely sulking.

A person walked with his head down, enduring nothing.

The boy's beautiful ponytail swayed slightly, and he rubbed the hilt of the sword with his fingertips. Jun Lin glanced at him and said, "My dear brother, what's wrong with you?"

He is just a good brother, a good brother who pays!

He turned his head to look at her suddenly. The calmness and depression in his heart seemed to be unbalanced on the two ends of a scale. The weight fell heavily towards the depression. The calmness was gone. He said hoarsely, "Don't tease me anymore."

The word "good brother" made his ears hot.

Jun Lin laughed very lightly, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a dignified expression: "Okay, what's the matter? Are you still angry with me for delivering the medicine?"

Shen Sinian knew that he should not interfere with the king's decision, but he still said worriedly: "That was prepared by the Shen family for you. It can bring the dead back to life. There is only one bottle in the world."

In his eyes, no one in the world is as important as the king.

How can I be willing to see it being given to someone else?

Jun Lin was stunned. He didn't expect Shen to spend so much money. There was a crescent moon in her eyes. She looked at him gently and rubbed his head with her soft palm with affection: "I have received your kindness. Thank you."

His voice was different from the usual low-pitched one, with more feminine gentleness. He turned his face away, his bangs covering his eyes, hiding his expression in a ferocious manner.

That's so foul.

Isn't it about tyrants?

The tone is too gentle.

Jun Lin's eyes were clear and his posture was straight: "That person is worth it."

She coaxed the boy soothingly: "You will know later."

Shen Sinian didn't dare to look up at her, but just responded in a mosquito-like voice.

"Um."

A soft and shallow voice, obedient and gentle, made Jun Lin feel good and continued to move forward.

The two chatted and laughed all the way, looking relaxed and comfortable, and didn't seem to be in a hurry to return to the palace. Shen Sinian didn't know what she was thinking, but he always looked up at her secretly, and when the other party turned his gaze, he quickly lowered his eyes.

Actually, how should I put it.

The young man thought seriously and realized that considering the king's looks and personality, he was quite jealous of the two guys in the harem.

It is such a blessing to be captured by the king and loved as his concubine!

When the world came to blow Shen Sinian, he suddenly felt that those two people were ungrateful and did not know how to appreciate the blessings they had.

Jun Lin saw that the person next to her was silent again, frowning and smiling, and she wondered, "What are you thinking about?"

How come this face changes more than mine from day to night?

The young man said politely, "I was just wondering if I could take this position if I kill them."

Jun Lin: “???”

Wait, are you trying to rebel?

The only one who can defeat them and unify the world is me!

The only one who can sit on the throne is me!

She frowned in embarrassment and made a huge concession: "I can save their lives for you, but you can't sit in this seat."

Shen Sinian: "Why? Is it because I don't know the art of sex as well as they do? Although I have no experience in serving people of the same sex, this difficulty is not difficult for Shen. I can learn it."

Jun Lin: “???”

Shen Sinian: "The Shen family exists for the king. No matter what, they are willing to do their best for the king. At the same time, they are extremely eager to be in a position closest to the king."

He looked serious, as if he was discussing some profound and serious academic issue, and his handsome features were solemn: "Can you really not give me this position?"

Jun Lin: “…”

exist?

Who poisoned this honest boy?

Is there really nothing wrong with your Shen’s educational philosophy?

What a senior and terrifying master controller this is!!!