The lower body was covered by a pair of thick trousers, which looked like training uniforms?
"Sounds rather pitiful?"
Su Cheng finished the tea in her cup, thinking to herself that she hadn't had this tea in a long time, but even back then, Su Cheng always drank it with sugar.
"It'll do. So you called me here to kill me?"
"I guess so, but we still have time, let's chat first."
The person sitting opposite him was also an old acquaintance of Su Cheng, the commander of Wang Jun's 13th Army Corps. He was a hero, an absolute hero.
But this valiant warrior's sword was aimed at his king.
"How long has it been since we last saw each other, Shen Rui?"
"It's been over four hundred years, hasn't it? A single military order, and ever since then, it's been a matter of royal decree and military order. There's always been a distinction between ruler and subject, isn't there?"
Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. He could let it go with the others, but him...
It shouldn't be here...
"I'll give you a chance. Go back now, and I'll pretend I never saw you."
The man's name was Shen Rui. He was the sole commander of the Thirteenth Legion, a high-ranking official, and within his territory, he was the only king.
"Is this a military order, or your decision?"
"If military orders are useful, I'll write one for you."
Shen Rui tugged at his collar. This was necessary when meeting the Venerable One, but he didn't like this military uniform. He had said it many times: the collar was too tight!
It's so tight!
"If someone else were sitting here with me, perhaps I would think twice and come to your rescue."
"But now, aren't all the people who could have saved you dead? Not a single one left, how many are still breathing?"
"Hehe, we can't go back. One of us will never be able to go back."
It doesn't matter anymore; whatever the reason, the atmosphere has already been built up to this point.
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