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In fact, Ningxia's analysis is not very accurate. Many places reveal the unique innocence of young people. It is obvious at a glance that she is the kind of character who lives in a peaceful environment and is not good at intrigues. Many of her thoughts and ideas are very idealistic, so that the ideas seem a bit simple.
But complexity has complex reasons, and simplicity also has simple benefits.
Even a well-informed elder like True Lord Xuanyang has to admit that there is some truth to what Ning Xia said. Because it is simple, it is closer to the essence.
There is one point in particular that he agrees with the most. The current loose distribution of forces in China is undoubtedly the most beneficial to them and the current southeastern border.
Although they saw that this new world had more power than they expected, and they were obviously about to be exposed to great danger, luckily the enemy was not necessarily bent on dealing with them. They can even optimistically imagine that not all they will face are their enemies.
They still have time to deal with it, and they still have the opportunity to deal with it and usher in a chance to reverse the future for themselves and the sect.
True Lord Xuanyang took a deep breath, suppressed the tumbling thoughts in his heart, looked into the girl's eyes, and was about to say something more, but suddenly his expression suddenly changed as if he had heard some shocking news.
He still couldn't figure out what was going on, but the person who sent the message was obviously unquestionable and urgent, so he had no time to think carefully and had no choice but to follow his words.
"Sorry, nephew Fufeng, maybe... we have to interrupt this conversation for a while." Zhenjun Xuanyang said with a somewhat incomprehensible expression. He thought of the tone of the elder's message just now, and his heart suddenly tightened.
Um? She's not even halfway through her sentence yet, and the progress bar is only one-third of the way through. Ningxia was a little surprised.
Undoubtedly, the other party obviously attaches great importance to this conversation, otherwise he would not stoop down here with the dignity of the leader. Especially after receiving such important information just now, the other party is even less likely to let it go.
What Ningxia was even more interested in was that under such circumstances, something could cause him to interrupt the conversation. What happened to have such great energy? So what kind of emergency is this? !
True Lord Xuanyang didn't have time to explain to the two people in the room, so he directly called Lin Pingzhen from outside.
Lin Pingzhen came in... Ningxia found that the other party's face was a little heavy at the moment. He immediately looked at his master. The master and apprentice looked at each other almost at the same time, seeming to exchange some information wordlessly.
Immediately, Zhenjun Xuanyang ordered Lin Pingzhen to return to Longyin Peak immediately, organize and restrain the disciples under him, make some arrangements and other orders, and then wait for arrangements. He would return later.
Lin Pingzhen didn't ask why, he simply agreed, bowed to the two elders in a formal farewell manner, and finally couldn't help but glance at Ning Xia before leaving the room.
Ning Xia was not sure what the other party's look meant. She only knew that it was very complicated. It was shock, anger, shame, and more worry and powerlessness. It was so confusing that Ning Xia even had the illusion that the other party didn't dare to face her... It was probably an illusion too.
Only Ning Xia and the two elders were left in the room.
Looking at the person who had been pushed back to the couch by Daojun Yuanheng, Zhenjun Xuanyang looked indescribably helpless and regretful.
"I originally wanted to..." He pursed his lips and seemed to choke back something silently: "But I have disturbed you here for long enough. Sorry, I ignored that my nephew is not in good health and kept bothering me. I really feel sorry for you. ashamed."
Hearing this, Ningxia was a little silent. Although... it doesn't count as an interruption. At most, it is a foreseeable conversation. It will happen sooner or later, sooner or later.
But it was true that her health was not well, and the other party had actually disturbed her self-cultivation. Moreover, she was not qualified to choose from the beginning to the end, so she could only passively accept it.
To be honest, dragging a sick body with a heavy burden and forcing myself to recall all the experiences I experienced during the arduous journey in the past, and even recall the terrible disasters that caused today's lesions... This behavior is indeed quite inhumane.
Ningxia didn't blame anyone, because it was meaningless. She could understand the other party's anxiety and the needs of the position he represented, but it didn't mean that she had no opinions at all, nor did it mean that she liked the other party's behavior, which had a certain sense of coercion.
But Zhenjun Xuanyang's "sorry" was like a bubble popping up in the hazy fog, breaking through the psychedelic and unreal protective layer, amplifying a certain emotion deep in her heart.
Although this "sorry" seemed to come very lightly, Ningxia was able to distinguish the meaning. This contains the true guilt of a leader who is controlled by his position. The other party apologizes for using and forcing Ningxia in this way, but he still did such an unethical act for the sake of the sect.
The other party does not regret this, nor does he evade his direct responsibility in it. Because regardless of whether he was considering the overall interests of the sect, Ningxia was still harmed, right? So he apologized to Ningxia for this.
Although not relieved, Ningxia felt much more at ease. After all, everyone has their own purposes for doing things. Different positions lead to different choices, and they often cannot help themselves.
She wouldn't be able to clearly see where she was. In this whole matter, Ningxia was naturally in a weak position. Under the pressure of the interests of all parties, her interests were naturally compressed to the most inconspicuous state.
Putting villain first and then gentleman is exactly what is most in line with the code of conduct of a gentleman. From this point of view, this True Lord Xuanyang is indeed Lin Pingzhen's master, and the two are indeed similar in a certain sense.
It's just that it's still hard to calm down after all... I'm so tired.
The other party said something again, but Ningxia didn't pay much attention to it. She felt her consciousness gradually sinking.
Zhenjun Xuanyang looked helplessly at the person whose head was slightly a little bit older, and stopped trying to talk to her. He looked at Daojun Yuanheng, nodded slightly, and the two looked at each other as if exchanging some information before turning away, and soon left Tao Ranju.
Only Daojun Yuanheng and someone who had fallen into a semi-conscious state were left.
Of course, Ningxia is not the only one who feels tired in this invisible "battle". Daojun Yuanheng sighed and looked at someone with a bit of hatred. Sure enough, children are debts. Although Ningxia is not his children, they are still half-earned from debt collection. Worrying about their future is still a trivial matter. He is most afraid of it. What's more, this troublesome hapless guy was torn into pieces by external forces without warning.
"Um... Daojun?" The person who thought he had lost consciousness suddenly shouted, holding his eyelids open, and mumbling something, which seemed to be "...why are you still here?", which was probably the same. mean.
