At this time, the Dragon King and Xiang Mingyang stood in front of the window, looking at Lu Xuan's back as he walked out of the door. The Dragon King asked, "Does it still hurt?"
Xiang Mingyang's shoulders trembled and he shook his head: "It doesn't hurt!"
The Dragon King looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance and sighed sadly: "Mingyang, you really disappoint me, you know!"
"I know that I was blinded by the desire for power, and that's why I made such a big mistake," Xiang Mingyang lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at his father.
"Mingyang, you have to remember that your opponent is always yourself, don't compare yourself with others!"
The Dragon King said solemnly: "Practice in martial arts is to constantly explore your own potential and improve your strength. If you compare yourself with others, it will only create inner demons and hinder the practice of martial arts."
Xiang Mingyang nodded with piercing eyes, he completely understood. The Dragon King looked at Lu Xuan who was already sitting in the car again, and said with relief: "More importantly, we practice martial arts not to fight for fame and fortune, but to protect the people we want to protect and protect our glory. Lu Xuan is such a person.
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"Do you know what your ideal is?" asked the Dragon King.
Xiang Mingyang shook his head and said he didn't know.
The Dragon King smiled: "You may not believe it, but his ideal is to return to his hometown, live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, without fighting against the world."
There was disbelief in Xiang Mingyang's eyes. Lu Xuan's current strength was probably no weaker than that of his father, the Dragon King, but he was willing to be an ordinary person.
"I know your ideals. You want to inherit my mantle and become the next Dragon King of the Dragon Guard clan, so you don't want to be compared to him!"
Hearing his father's words, Xiang Mingyang's body trembled. He didn't understand why his father suddenly said such words. Did his father mean that he should learn from Lu Xuan and belittle fame and fortune, and stop thinking about his position?
The Dragon King smiled: "Mingyang, don't think too much. Everyone's ideals are different. Your ideals are not wrong, but they have gone astray."
Xiang Mingyang exhaled slowly, relaxing his nervous mood.
"Father, I know what I should do. I will still work hard for my goals, but I will no longer have the mentality of comparing myself with others, and the country and the people around me are more important than this kind of reputation. I will use my life to Go protect it!”
"For example, father, as your son, I will also fight to protect your reputation!"
Xiang Mingyang spoke word by word, and the Dragon King laughed loudly: "Well said, you finally understand, and it's not in vain that I told you so much."
Obviously, Xiang Mingyang's attempt to murder Lu Xuan was tantamount to damaging the Dragon King's reputation, which he failed to think of.
As long as a person lives, he will eventually be buried in the loess. The most important thing in life is not the desire for power and wealth, but the most important people around him. With their company, his life will not be in vain.
"Your experience is far less rich than Lu Xuan's. He has already seen this clearly, so he just wants to protect the people he wants to protect and live a safe and happy life!" The Dragon King said with emotion.
After all, Xiang Mingyang grew up under the protection of the Dragon King, and there were no bonds along the way. On the contrary, Lu Xuan was just a child who came out of the countryside.
Fighting on the battlefield, fighting in the underground world, killing in the martial arts world, experiencing too much life and death, Lu Xuan has already seen through it, and only fights for the people he protects!
At dusk and sunset, the sky gradually darkened. Ning Wanxi was waiting at home for Lu Xuan to come home as usual. She was standing in front of the stove, chopping vegetables with a kitchen knife in her hand.
These days, although Li Nuotong, Lu Xuan and Lin Shiman would occasionally come to accompany her for a walk, she still stayed at home most of the time.
Although my life was boring, I thought that Lu Xuan would come home to accompany him every day. The feeling of looking forward to my husband coming home was a happy one.
Watching her husband eat the food she cooked by herself, the satisfaction made Ning Wanxi extremely sweet.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist. She was so frightened that she raised her kitchen knife. The person behind her was so frightened that she shouted: "My dear wife, what are you doing? Do you want to murder your husband?"
"Pfft!"
Ning Wanxi laughed out loud, and said coldly with a stern face: "Who told you to scare me when you walked without making any sound? You really scared me just now."
"Didn't you scare the baby?" Lu Xuan squatted down, put his ear against her belly, and said eagerly.
The intimate gesture made Ning Wanxi blush, and her beautiful eyes said: "No, don't do this next time."
"Yes, my dear wife!" Lu Xuan slowly stood up and said with a smile.
Looking at that iconic evil smile, Ning Wanxi said coquettishly: "Okay, you go to the living room and sit down first. I'm going to cook, and we can eat soon."
"Would you like my help?" Lu Xuan said with a smile, "I will feel wronged by having you cook with a big belly every day."
Ning Wanxi said softly: "You don't know, I have always wanted to live a life like this, preparing meals every day and waiting for you to come home."
Lu Xuan was deeply touched, and gently hugged the beautiful CEO wife into his arms, and said softly: "Honey, I feel that marrying you is definitely a blessing that I have cultivated in eight lifetimes."
Ning Wanxi's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with tears, but she said with a cold face: "Tell me, have you done something sorry to me again?"
"Well!"
Lu Xuan was shocked. Sure enough, the beautiful president's wife still couldn't change her temper, and she always looked like she was going to attack him.
"What the hell," Lu Xuan laughed loudly, "I just expressed my feelings."
"If you let me know that you are involved with women again in Xiangjiang, believe it or not, I will make you a eunuch!" Ning Wanxi said, waving the kitchen knife in her hand.
Although he knew that his wife was joking, Lu Xuan couldn't help but turn pale when he mentioned the word "eunuch".
What Ning Wanxi once said to him impressed him so much: there was no cheating, only the loss of a husband!
However, Lu Xuan has been having an affair with the beautiful inspector Tan Zhirou recently. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to mention it, but now he didn't dare to.
"Pfft!"
Seeing Lu Xuan's face turn pale, Ning Wanxi covered her mouth and laughed: "I've scared you, get out quickly, I'm going to cook!"
Thinking about Lu Xuan, a murderous martial arts expert, being so afraid of his wife, who would believe him if he told him.
There is no way, Lu Xuan just dotes on and loves his wife, the only wife he is currently married to, and the woman he owes the most.
"Okay, okay, I'm going out first," Lu Xuan walked out of the kitchen angrily. Ning Wanxi glanced at him, with a smile in her eyes.
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