Zuo Qing, with a straight knife on his waist, stood quietly in front of the door of the low house. After a long silence, he reached out and knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock!

A moment later, an old figure with silver hair opened the door.

"Huh?" The old man seemed a little surprised to see Zuo Qing. "Xiao Zuo... Oh no, Commander Zuo, didn't you say you were going to have an online meeting? We've been waiting for you on the video for a long time. Why did you suddenly come to me?"

Zuo Qing didn't say anything, but just looked down at the old man in silence.

In the desolate and empty countryside, only the sound of roosters crowing could be heard in the distance.

The old man and Zuo Qing looked at each other for a moment, smiled helplessly, turned around and walked into the house, and said slowly, "Come in and sit down."

Zuo Qing put his right hand on the handle of the straight knife, followed the old man and walked into the low house.

The interior of the low house is better than it looks from the outside. Simple and practical furniture is neatly placed everywhere, and the poured grey cement floor is spotless. As far as the eye can see in the house, the only modern electronic equipment is a digital TV and a special computer with a secret key.

That computer was used exclusively by the Night Watch, and was a version from more than ten years ago.

Zuo Qing sat down on the bench next to the square table. The old man walked into the kitchen leisurely, made a cup of tea with the big red kettle, then sat down opposite Zuo Qing and handed the cup to Zuo Qing.

"I don't have any good tea here, you know, just drink something simple." The old man looked at the silent Zuo Qing and added with a smile, "Of course, if you don't want to drink it, you don't have to."

Zuo Qing glanced at the steaming glass and chose not to touch it. Instead, he spoke slowly:

"Mr. Chen, what have you been busy with recently?"

Elder Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip. He smiled and said, "What am I busy with? Don't you already have the answer in your mind? Otherwise, you wouldn't use video conferencing to monitor all the senior executives...

I'm the only one you really want to monitor, right?

Are you worried that I'll run away before you get here?"

"Does this count as an admission?"

"There's nothing wrong with admitting this. When I started planning all this, I had already anticipated this day would come." Elder Chen paused, "However, in my expectation, the person sitting in front of me now should be Ye Fan..."

"Disappointed you?"

"No, on the contrary, I'm very happy." Chen Lao said with a smile, "I think you are better than Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan was thoughtful and smart, he was too soft-hearted... He was clearly aware of the corruption and rigidity among the Night's Watch's top brass, but due to the achievements and reputation of those old seniors, he did not take any action, resulting in him not having absolute control over the Night's Watch's top brass.

But you are different.

As soon as you came to power, you used Zhou Ping's intimidation and your own methods to successively remove all the old-fashioned and corrupt senior executives and replaced them with newcomers you promoted. Even my teacher was transferred to the second-line management by you and lost his voice in senior meetings.

You are ruthless and courageous, and your scheming and foresight are no less than Ye Fan. Although both of you were soldiers I trained back then, I always thought that you were more suitable to lead the Night's Watch than Ye Fan."

"It's all thanks to the teacher's good teaching." Zuo Qing replied indifferently.

Old Chen held the teacup with a smile on his face, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "By the way, where is Mo Yu? Is he dead?"

"He died. He crashed into my knife and died."

Elder Chen sighed with some regret, "Although my grandson is not as smart as you and Ye Fan, his talent is still quite good. If he is trained well, he can actually be a good successor..."

"But you still pushed him into the abyss with your own hands." Zuo Qing's eyes turned cold. "At that time, I brought Chen Moyu with me not only because he was your grandson, but also because I really saw the shining points in him, and I also had high hopes for him...

But why did you insist on destroying him yourself?

I understand the schemes you set up, but you... I still don’t understand.

You used to be a night watchman with great military achievements. You won the personal 'Sea of ​​Stars' medal twice and the personal 'Star' medal six times. In that era, you were a hero in everyone's heart. Me, Ye Fan, Shao Pingge... all of us were brought up by you.

If it weren’t for the evil Wang Qing who appeared back then, you would have been the fourth commander-in-chief of the Night’s Watch.

I don't understand, why would you do such a thing? Do you want to see Daxia destroyed with your own eyes? Is this what you want? ! "

Zuo Qing became angrier and angrier as he spoke. His eyes were fixed on the calm old man in front of him, and his voice was trembling.

Mr. Chen drank his tea calmly and smiled.

"You are wrong, Zuo Qing. I am not doing this to destroy Da Xia... but to save it."

"Save?" Zuo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. "Mr. Chen, if you were to tell me now that this society is too unfair and too dirty, that the order should be rewritten, or that humans don't deserve to live in this world, I really would not be able to help but draw my sword and kill you."

"No, it's not this kind of spiritual salvation, it's real salvation..." Old Chen stretched out his hand and pointed at the nothingness behind Zuo Qing, "In order to save the millions of people behind us."

Zuo Qing frowned tightly, "Joining forces with the evil god to wipe out the new forces of the Night's Watch, weakening the Night's Watch's strength, delaying the formation of the war pass, forcing the Great Xia God to take action in advance, and plotting to murder the Mask team... You call this salvation?!

Do you know that if Daxia loses this all-out war of gods, the entire Daxia and the countless people living in it will be buried as a result?"

“You don’t understand, Zuo Qing.” Old Chen said slowly, “Only when all the gods of Daxia are dead and the Night Watchmen are destroyed, will they let Daxia go, and those behind us will be able to survive…”

"fart!"

Zuo Qing stood up from his seat abruptly. "We in Daxia have gods, Zhou Ping, the human ceiling, and the Night Watchmen... Why do you think we will lose to those outer gods?! You have been a hero for so many years, why do you bow your head and admit defeat at a time like this?"

"wrong……"

"What's wrong?!"

"When I say 'they', I don't mean the Outer Gods."

Zuo Qing was startled, "What are you talking about?"

Old Chen put down the teacup in his hand and slowly closed his eyes. “There are many things that you can’t see, and the night watchmen can’t see, but I have seen them… In short, I have done all those things.

I don't care if you want to kill me, torture me, or torture me, please do as you please...

If you think these methods can be useful to me."