Upon hearing this, Han Qinhu breathed a sigh of relief.
He neither nodded repeatedly in agreement, but praised Bai Cang with a bright smile, saying that he was indeed "deeply affectionate and righteous," "deeply attached to his old sword," "something he had never seen before in his life," and "a model for all ages."
Even their fierce faces became kind.
It's like a fierce Vajra suddenly transforming into a gentle Bodhisattva.
As for what he was really thinking, that's no longer important.
When a powerful figure, someone you can't even look up to, reminisces about old times with you, their words filled with vows of "we'll be rich and powerful together, barking at each other in the past."
You can't help but believe it, but you can't truly believe it either.
Basically, whatever emotional value the other person hopes to gain from you, just give them the corresponding feedback as much as possible.
If the other party offers you any benefits, don't refuse; accept them readily and express your sincere gratitude.
But don't get carried away and think that old friendships are unbreakable.
Or they might call out the other person's nickname or pet name, or even bring up embarrassing things the other person did in the past as a source of amusement or a joke.
Then you've truly "already found a way to die," like lighting a lantern in an outhouse—you're courting death.
Even if the other party brings these things up, it's best not to engage in the conversation.
Try to steer the conversation toward yourself or an unrelated third party.
Say something self-deprecating or make a joke about a third party.
However, avoid praising the other person too much, lest it have the opposite effect.
If you must praise someone, you can only mention their current achievements and the pride you feel, or their "noble character" of not forgetting their deceased friend.
In short, to sum it up in one sentence: serving a ruler is like serving a tiger.
Thunder and rain are both blessings from Heaven; one must not be presumptuous.
I'd rather be a "clown" in the eyes of others, showing my shallow vision and the "ignorance" that comes from my limited perspective.
It's best to make the other person lose interest in you as soon as possible, so that you only "exist" in their memory.
Instead of jumping around in front of him and acting as a conspicuous bag.
Because you simply cannot fathom the other person's true thoughts and intentions, and it's unlikely you can keep up with their train of thought.
The more you talk and do, the more mistakes you make.
The best strategy is to keep a respectful distance and cherish the memory rather than meet again.
At this moment, Han Qinhu was employing this very strategy against Bai Cang.
Furthermore, after guessing a bit of Bai Cang's thoughts, Han Qinhu deliberately put himself in Bai Cang's mindset when Bai Cang served him, and his words and actions were somewhat deliberately "imitated".
However, this kind of "imitation" is not evident in expressions or words.
Rather, it is a kind of imitation in terms of "mindset," putting oneself in the shoes of the original "Bai Cang" and imagining Bai Cang as the original "Han Qinhu" to serve.
Moreover, they deliberately avoided any words or topics that might involve details of their past relationship.
After all, Han Qinhu was well aware that he was not actually a good teacher.
Although he believed that he hadn't wronged Bai Cang in any way back then.
However, he was also well aware that his personality flaws and his tendency to act impulsively meant that their relationship could never be "pleasant".
Perhaps back then, I genuinely believed that I was "doing what's best for Bai Cang."
But whether the other party appreciates it or not, or even holds a grudge.
Han Qinhu had no confidence whatsoever and could only adopt the most conservative approach.
As expected, although Bai Cang knew that Han Qinhu was deliberately flattering him, he still felt enlightened and in a great mood.
Thirty years west of the river, thirty years east of the river; never underestimate a young person's potential.
It was originally an extremely straightforward and efficient thing.
The greatest joy in life is to feel triumphant and triumphant.
This has nothing to do with anything else; it is simply human nature.
Just like many feel-good novels, you know it's a formula, but you still enjoy reading it.
At most, people might complain that it lacks originality, but they would never feel any satisfaction from its "anti-routine" approach.
For example, the pleasure of receiving a woman doesn't become "the pleasure of giving a woman away" just because it "goes against the grain".
Unless it's a perverted person who lives forever!
Based on this, only a few changes are needed to create new enjoyable moments.
For example, Han Qinhu's obsequious flattery at this moment.
Bai Cang didn't care at all whether Han Qinhu was "deceiving" him, whether he was sincere or not; it didn't matter to him.
The fact that Han Qinhu had to fawn over him was a major "satisfaction" in itself.
The reason lies in the fact that back then, Bai Cang had no choice but to flatter Han Qinhu.
This intention is not noble, nor can it be said to be moral; it could even be described as somewhat sinister.
But so what?
Bai Cang didn't even bother to hide it.
Because he doesn't need to worry about anything on this field.
He only needs to do whatever he wants and act according to his own whims, and someone will naturally "explain the scriptures" for him.
Just like a "goddess" doesn't need to deceive her admirers, she doesn't even need to be perfunctory.
It's simply because a simp will deceive himself!
However, a simp might "awaken" and then repent.
On this stage, however, everyone only had one option: to "explain the scriptures" for Bai Cang.
This is because Bai Cang's "reason" is the greatest, so great that it can cover up everything.
Or to put it another way: He is "Heaven", and his will is "Heaven's will"!
This is how the conversation went.
Bai Cang was extremely happy and had a great time, which also made him feel very good.
With a wave of his hand, he said, "How can we not have a feast after so many years apart?"
Upon hearing this, Yin Sha Zhenjun's face lit up with joy, feeling that he had finally found an opportunity to speak.
But before she could instruct the people of Heshan Road to invite everyone inside.
Ning Shuangrong was the first to speak, saying, "Yes, sir."
Before he could finish speaking...
With a wave of her long, flowing sleeves, she conjured up all sorts of illusory scenes in the world.
Auspicious clouds shimmered in the sky, and five-colored clouds drifted endlessly. The cries of white cranes echoed through the marshes, and the purple fungus displayed its beauty with a thousand leaves.
A magnificent and beautiful celestial palace appeared out of thin air.
Fragrant incense wafts, auspicious clouds abound, the Jade Terrace is adorned with colorful ribbons, and the Precious Pavilion is enveloped in mist.
Phoenixes soar and luan birds leap, their forms ethereal and fleeting; golden flowers and jade calyxes float and sink in shadow.
The upper row features a Nine Phoenix Danxia Chair and an Eight Treasures Purple Rainbow Stool.
A colorful, gilded table; a jade basin adorned with a thousand floral patterns.
All kinds of delicacies and fine wines are available.
On the table were dragon liver and unicorn marrow, bear paws and orangutan lips.
The delicacies are all delicious, and the exotic fruits and dishes are all fresh and new.
Seeing this scene.
Yin Sha Zhenjun's eyes dimmed instantly, and he silently grieved.
He was trying to find a topic of conversation to grab Bai Cang's attention.
However, when facing Ning Shuangrong, a Nascent Soul Dao Lord, he dared not make the slightest move.
They could only silently lament in their hearts, sighing that they only ever saw the new love smiling, while no one knew the old love crying.
Bai Cang naturally wouldn't pay attention to such petty squabbles over favor.
He immediately thanked Ning Shuangrong for her hard work and then greeted everyone with a smile, inviting them to take their seats.
They showed absolutely no awareness of overstepping their bounds.
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