Just as Xu Xiong closed his eyes in despair and Ye Chen was about to shoot an arrow.
A voice coming from the sky made both of them pause at the same time.
The voice sounded familiar. Ye Chen turned around and saw that it was the Minister of Personnel Zhang Yunju.
I saw the other party tearing through the space and coming close from the horizon with a few jumps.
"Ye Chen, no, Marshal Xu has fought for Daxia his entire life. Please spare his life for my sake, Zhang."
Ye Chen asked in return: "Zhang Shangshu, why are you here?"
"Of course I heard the news about Jia Zheng coming to attack you..."
Zhang Yunju shook his head slightly. "I had originally planned to come back to see you later, but I didn't expect this to happen, so I hurried over."
"Minister Zhang, there's no need to plead for me."
At this time, Xu Xiong had turned back into human form, his hair and beard were very messy, and he looked exhausted.
However, he still stared at Ye Chen with his eyes wide open and said, "If I lose, I lose. I, Xu Xiong, will never live in vain after a lifetime of fighting.
But this is just a personal grudge between you and me, and has nothing to do with our family. I leave my life to you, and we should all be done with it now."
After saying this, he faced Ye Chen, opened his arms, and slowly closed his tiger eyes.
Ye Chen said in a deep voice: "Considering that you have been guarding the border for Daxia for these years and caring about the people and not killing innocent people, I will spare your life today!
If you dare to trouble me again, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Xu Xiong slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Chen's departing back, and sighed slightly.
The whole person looked a little older in an instant.
He lost today, and lost completely.
He has been proud all his life, but today he has completely lost face.
He looked at Zhang Yunju and said, "Minister Zhang, please tell Minister Zou that I, Xu Xiong, am old and no longer fit to be the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Province Anti-Demon Army. I voluntarily resign all my positions and am willing to serve as a small soldier in the Anti-Demon Army for the rest of my life, until I die on the battlefield..."
After saying this, he slowly turned around without waiting for Zhang Yunju to say anything else.
He took a step forward, passing through the formation of three thousand guards, and staggered towards the distance under the gaze of everyone.
"Master, you are simply defeated by a monster..."
Looking at Xu Xiong's gradually receding back, Zhang Yunju muttered to himself.
But he also understood that Xu Xiong had suffered a great blow today and would definitely not listen to any persuasion.
This matter will have to be postponed.
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After the incident was resolved, the news gradually spread.
Especially Ye Chen's record of fighting against two eighth-grade masters alone, killing one and seriously injuring another, shocked everyone.
Before the war started, no one expected this outcome.
The new mayor of Jiangcheng is indeed so powerful.
The news was immediately sent back to the Municipal Party Committee Office.
An official who always sticks to his post hurriedly pushed open the door of his office.
He gasped for breath and said, "Assistant Cheng, Cheng, Cheng... the City Lord, the City Lord he... he..."
Cheng Siyu stood up, her slender fingers tightly gripping the pen in her hand, and asked hurriedly: "How is the city lord?"
“…He won!”
The official quickly took two breaths and continued under the nervous gaze of Cheng Siyu, whose pretty face was pale, "The City Lord has won! The City Lord defeated two eighth-grade cultivators and returned with a great victory!"
After hearing these words, Cheng Siyu's tense nerves finally relaxed, and her body softened and she fainted.
"Help, help! Assistant Cheng has fainted!"
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When Cheng Siyu opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on an intensive care bed in the hospital.
And beside the bed, sat the figure that was always on his mind.
Seeing Ye Chen sitting safe and sound beside the bed, tears rolled down Cheng Siyu's snow-white cheeks.
"You just woke up, don't be so excited."
Ye Chen gently held her soft hand and said with a smile: "Silly girl, didn't I tell you that it was okay? Why did you faint from nervousness?"
Cheng Siyu gave him a coquettish look, turned her pretty face away and wiped her tears with her other hand.
"You've worked hard."
Ye Chen naturally knew how much she had done for him behind the scenes.
She became a hands-off boss, only grasping the general direction, and was responsible for implementing the overall plan.
While he was fighting in the front, Cheng Siyu was quietly stationed in the rear, helping him maintain stability and provide assistance.
"Who needs your praise..."
Cheng Siyu spoke like a little girl acting coquettishly, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face, as if getting Ye Chen's recognition was the happiest thing for her.
But she immediately remembered something and said quickly, "Mr. Ye, we must not keep the officials who fled before the battle this time."
"You are fully responsible for the appointment and dismissal of officials throughout Jiangcheng. There is no need to ask me."
Ye Chen added: "Also, you don't need to call me Mr. Ye anymore, just call me Ye Chen."
"But I just like to call you Mr. Ye..."
As Cheng Si was speaking in a soft voice, a graceful figure walked into the ward. Cheng Siyu was startled and screamed "Ah". She buried half of her head in the quilt, leaving only a pair of black eyes exposed.
Ye Chen turned around and saw that it was Jiang Ningshuang.
The latter spoke calmly, his tone seemingly devoid of any emotion: "I hope I didn't disturb you two."
Ye Chen's old face flushed, and he coughed lightly and said, "Big Sister, why are you here?"
"I came to say goodbye to you."
There was no emotion on her beautiful face.
"I'll take you there. I just happen to have something to talk to you about."
Ye Chen said something to Cheng Siyu, asking her to take care of herself before going back to work, and then he walked out of the ward with Jiang Ningshuang.
Jiang Ningshuang's beautiful face, heroic demeanor, and unique cold temperament made everyone passing by in the hospital couldn't help but take a look at her, their faces full of amazement.
The two walked out of the hospital and came to a secluded corner.
Ye Chen directly took out the eighth-grade warrior godhood.
When Jiang Ningshuang saw this divine power, her pretty face, which was as calm as a thousand-year-old snow-capped mountain, showed strong emotional fluctuations for the first time.
"You...what do you mean..."
Jiang Ningshuang seemed a little panicked.
"For you."
Ye Chen didn't beat around the bush. "I heard that Jia Zheng is a Warrior-type 'Weapon Master'. You should be one too, Senior Sister. This is just the right opportunity to help you advance to the eighth rank. That way, if a bigger figure wants to kill me in the future, you'll be able to better protect me."
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