"I never thought you, at such a young age, would already be as strong as me, a Grandmaster of the Second Stage! It would be such a shame if such an outstanding talent as you remained in this land of China! Are you seriously going to reconsider and join us, Theoi?"
"As long as you agree, you can have whatever you want. Why would you need to work so hard for others?"
I have to admit that Jiuzhi is extremely cunning.
Even though he was already in such a desperate situation, he still tried to use sweet words to bewitch Wu Zimo's mind.
The charm of his words is just like the siren on the vast ocean that specifically lures passing ships off their course and into the bottomless abyss.
If you are not careful, you will be lured by it and fall into an irretrievable situation.
However, facing Jiuzhi's extremely tempting words, Wu Zimo's handsome face did not show any trace of excitement.
On the contrary, a deep sense of pity quietly emerged in his eyes.
He just shook his head slightly and sighed softly, "Ah, to be honest, I actually feel sorry for you!"
"Oh?" Hearing this, Jiuzhi was slightly startled and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Why do you think so?"
At this moment, he pretended to listen attentively, as if he was full of curiosity about what Wu Zimo was going to say next.
Wu Zimo did not respond immediately, but stared at Jiuzhi closely, with a sharp light flashing in his star-like eyes.
After a while, he slowly spoke, "You don't know what loyalty is. You don't have a country of your own, and you don't have anyone to protect. For the sake of profit, you can use anyone, and anyone can use you. Isn't this pitiful?"
Having said this, Wu Zimo paused for a moment, then continued with a stronger tone, "In life, if you don't have an unshakable belief in your heart, and no one or anything worth giving everything for, then aren't you just like a walking corpse? Even if you possess a lot of wealth and power, what good will it do? In the end, it's nothing but emptiness!"
Those eyes were deep and sharp, like a bolt of lightning that penetrated straight into people's hearts, leaving them nowhere to hide.
Jiuzhi felt as if he had been completely seen through, with all his secrets and vulnerabilities exposed.
This naked gaze made him feel extremely uncomfortable, even a little uneasy.
At the same time, a feeling of anger and shame surged in my heart, as if the most secret and painful wound in my heart was ruthlessly revealed.
Jiuzhi's thoughts were involuntarily drawn by that gaze and returned to the distant past.
It was a bitterly cold winter, with heavy snow falling continuously. The whole world was covered with thick snow, like a silver fairy tale world.
However, this pure white snow was stained with scarlet blood, creating a shocking picture.
In the center of the bloody scene, Nine Fingers tightly embraced a dying girl.
Her beautiful face was now as pale as paper, and the light of life was gradually fading from her eyes.
"Ivan...you...you should leave...and don't come back."
The girl used up her last bit of strength to say this. Her trembling hand gently stroked Jiuzhi's cheek, then slid down weakly and finally stopped breathing.
"Anna..."
Jiuzhi let out a heart-wrenching cry, his voice resounding through the sky, filled with endless sorrow and despair.
Tears flowed from his eyes like a flood, instantly soaking his collar.
But no matter how he called, the girl in his arms always kept her eyes closed and could no longer respond to his affection.
On that tragic night, Jiuzhi not only lost his beloved girl forever, but also lost a finger.
This sudden change dealt a heavy blow to his heart. From then on, he closed his heart and no longer trusted anyone easily.
That painful memory became a scar in his heart that could never heal, and it would ache dully whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep.
Jiuzhi suddenly came to his senses as if he was struck by thunder.
His chest was heaving violently, his mouth was wide open like a bellows, and he was gasping for breath, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death crisis.
"You...what did you do to me?" Jiuzhi widened his eyes and glared fiercely at Wu Zimo opposite him. His eyes were full of fear, confusion and anger that was difficult to conceal.
Wu Zimo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cold smile, and said sarcastically: "Haha, it's nothing, it just makes you recall some unpleasant past events. What? Weren't you so confident just now? Can't hold on so soon?"
Hearing this, Jiuzhi's face instantly became extremely gloomy. He narrowed his eyes tightly, and two cold rays shot out from them, showing that he was extremely angry at the moment.
He slowly reached out to the scepter beside him, and then pulled it hard, pulling out a peculiarly shaped rapier similar to a rapier.
The blade of this rapier is slender and sharp, shining with a chilling light in the sunlight.
"Hmph, I originally had some admiration for you, thinking you might be a promising talent. But now it seems I was wrong! If that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless. Prepare to die!"
Before he finished speaking, Jiuzhi's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot like a ghost.
In an instant, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, and the battle between Jiuzhi and Wu Zimo was about to break out.
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