As it turns out, Pan Yang is no ordinary person.
Zhou Yang looked at An Ruyan, who was locked up in the cell and had fainted, and fell into deep thought.
Pan Yang crossed his arms over his chest, looking like he was all that great: "It's simple, just ask."
001: "What the hell?!" Whose host would sneak into the Yellow Springs Pavilion in the middle of the night and kidnap the boss?!
Shouldn't the normal approach be to conserve strength, then gradually defeat the villains one by one, and finally take them down in one fell swoop?
An Ruyan was woken up by a basin of water. He struggled to sit up and opened his eyes. After seeing Zhou Yang and Pan Yang, he burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, what skill! No wonder you're the Prime Minister. No wonder those good-for-nothings couldn't even touch a hair on your head." After saying that, An Ruyan looked at Zhou Yang with a pitying expression: "Poor child, I'll give you one last chance, okay?" Then a strange smile appeared on his face.
Zhou Yang frowned as he looked at An Ruyan: "What exactly happened to my parents back then?"
"Does the answer matter?" An Ruyan sat down on the ground, looking superior. "Zhou Yang, you didn't climb up to the Prime Minister's..." He glanced at Fan Yang and then back at Zhou Yang, continuing, "Tsk, I just don't know how the Prime Minister could possibly be interested in someone as filthy as you."
"Zhou Yang, admit it, you and I are the same kind of people, destined to struggle in the quagmire forever and never be able to escape!"
Pan Yang stood to the side, listening quietly to An Ruyan's ramblings, seemingly unaffected in the slightest.
Zhou Yang gripped the sword hilt tightly, trying to calm himself: "Where are my parents?"
"Hahahaha, weren't they long dead? The Zhou family's extermination is so gratifying." An Ruyan's expression was ferocious, as if he had gone mad.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhou Yang drew his sword and struck An Ruyan's neck, leaving a bloody gash.
"One last time, where are my parents?" Zhou Yang's tone held a hint of murderous intent, his eyes icy cold.
"Do you remember those two people you saw in the dungeon when you were twelve? That was the first time you took action. Guess who they were?" An Ruyan's eyes seemed to harbor demons, and his words instantly devoured Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang felt a chill run through his body. It wasn't like that. It couldn't be like that.
“They are your parents.” An Ruyan’s words immediately shattered his last line of defense.
"Hahaha, imagine this: poor parents living a miserable life in a dungeon, just to see their child, but their child is with their enemy, hahaha. They even end their own lives."
"Zhou Yang, I've said it before, you and I will be forever stained with blood! Forever living in guilt!"
Zhou Yang stared intently at the crazed An Ruyan. At this moment, he desperately wanted to kill this demon-like man, but he couldn't really do as An Ruyan said and end up in hell or the mire.
"What are you waiting for! Kill me and you'll get your revenge, or are you just too scared? You don't really think you're as carefree and unrestrained as your name suggests, do you? Hahaha, Zhou Yang, you're nothing special."
"Shut up." Zhou Yang snapped, his hand gripping the sword trembling, not from fear but from anger and hatred.
Suddenly, a pair of hands covered Zhou Yang's ears. Zhou Yang looked at Pan Yang, who was so close to him, and opened his mouth: "My lord."
Zhou Yang snapped out of his anger and stared blankly at Pan Yang.
Pan Yang nodded, as if in response. Pan Yang released his hands and slowly spoke into Zhou Yang's ear, "Go out, leave this to me." He gently patted Zhou Yang's back.
He then casually took out the sword that Zhou Yang was holding tightly in his hand.
Zhou Yang looked into Pan Yang's eyes, which remained calm as still water. After a long while, he turned and left.
After Zhou Yang left, An Ruyan stopped laughing and looked at Pan Yang mysteriously: "Isn't Your Excellency curious about Zhou Yang's feelings for you?"
“Not curious,” Pan Yang said without hesitation, then weighed the sword in his hand: “You didn’t have any last words, right?”
Before An Ruyan could answer, the sword fell, and blood splattered onto the hem of Pan Yang's clothes.
"Men, bring his body to He Lian. The more elaborate the better, ideally with an eight-bearer sedan chair and a grand procession of gongs and drums."
"yes!"
Then He Lian was furious, and then Fan Yang rebelled again.
This whole thing left 001 speechless. What kind of good person would rebel twice in two days?
This time, He Lian was directly imprisoned in the dungeon, and then Pan Yang randomly found someone with He family blood to ascend the throne. As for Pan Yang, he naturally continued to serve as his prime minister.
Then Pan Yang started to completely give up, spending his days sunbathing in the yard and not caring about anything else.
It was as if he wasn't the one who started the rebellion in the first place.
Strangely, Zhou Yang hadn't been seen for half a month, but since 001 hadn't continued to wail, Huan Yang naturally didn't care.
Then one day, Zhou Yang suddenly appeared in front of Pan Yang and said very firmly, "My lord, thank you for helping me so many times. I have no way to repay you, so I am willing to protect you by your side, even if it means going through fire and water."
"I..." No need.
"Host, host! It's the last moment! It's a hidden mission, we can't give up like this, host!"
"..." Pan Yang took a deep breath. Right now, I want him to go through fire and water.
"Whatever you want."
Then Pan Yang got a tail, the kind that he couldn't shake off no matter how hard he tried.
During the Spring Festival, fireworks exploded in the sky at night.
Zhou Yang stood next to Pan Yang, quietly watching him.
Pan Yang was indeed quietly watching the dazzling fireworks reflected in his dark eyes.
"Does Your Excellency enjoy fireworks?"
Pan Yang shook his head, his expression indifferent: "Too noisy."
“When I was a child, my parents would accompany me during the Spring Festival, but after the massacre of my family, I have been watching fireworks alone until I met adults now.”
After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he remained silent for a long time before suddenly speaking.
"grown ups."
Pan Yang looked at Zhou Yang with some confusion, and Zhou Yang continued speaking.
"Bang!" Fireworks exploded in the sky, completely drowning out the sound of the boat.
"What did you say?" Pan Yang asked, frowning.
“I said, I wish you all the best and that all your wishes come true.” Zhou Yang smiled slightly.
Pan Yang did stare at him for a few seconds before turning his head away. Zhou Yang was definitely not talking about those things, but he didn't want to ask any further.
Zhou Yang slowly exhaled. "My lord really doesn't care about anything. But as long as I care about my lord, that's enough."
001: "Ding, He Lian has passed away. The original owner will not repeat the same mistakes. Mission complete. Hidden mission progress is 99% complete."
"..." Are you kidding me? Ninety-nine percent?
"Host, calm down! Just a little bit more! Just a little bit more!"
Then, N years later, as Pan Yang watched Zhou Yang finally die of old age, he heard the sound of 001 in his ear.
"Hidden mission complete. Ready to leave the world."
"This is just a little bit! It's been decades!"
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