(God's perspective)
In the mysterious white hall, everyone was present but Xi Ting was not seen.
That guy Xi Ting will never be absent at such a time, and he will definitely not make the chief executive angry.
Xi Tong looked at the white man on the main seat with concern. His fingers tapped the armrest of his seat regularly.
Clearly angry.
Xitong couldn't help but sweating on his palms. At this time, Ximing on the side closed the book and spoke.
"The guy who only knows how to fight has not come back since the day he accepted the challenge."
"Accept the challenge?" Xili said with concern, but when she saw that the boss next to her had returned to his previous silent appearance.
"Is she the woman from Xinjiang that I mentioned before?" Xitong asked with a smile to cover up his nervousness and fear.
"Woman...yes...if it weren't for that woman...I wouldn't be like this...I..."
A Yi on the side heard what Xitong said and started to scratch his face with his hands.
The scars under his eyes were still bleeding, and half of the white boy's face still had blood stains remaining.
Suddenly the boss used force to restrict A Yi's movements.
"Ah Yi!" Xiting was worried about what the chief would do to the white boy, "Master, he didn't mean to do this..."
"You guys try to find a way to get that guy Xi Ting back. As for A Yi, it will be useless if he keeps him like this. And you -"
The boss stared at Xili with his terrifying eyes, "You know what to do, don't make any weird moves. It's not that I can't see!"
Xili could only respond with a trembling voice, "Yes..."
"The collection of resources cannot stop. That guy must make him hand over what he needs to hand over. And that woman... the search that cost us so much must come to an end! Do you understand?"
"clear!"
All the white people except the chief priest saluted and answered, and the chief priest turned and left.
"Oh, there are so many troubles." Ximing calmly sat in his seat and opened the book again.
"Ximing, there's nothing you can do about it? It's really terrible that Master Si is angry. Is Ayi okay?"
Xitong went over to hug the white boy, but the boy still focused on abusing him.
Xili stood up and walked towards the dim passage with a sad face.
"The best way is to act. Just thinking is useless. The real conclusion can only be drawn after practice." Ximing patiently turned the pages, and he also looked at the book intently, "So Xiting's I'll handle the matter, and Xitong just goes and watches those guys doing their work. As for Ah Yi, let him go where that guy is. They are all brothers, and maybe that person will give up resistance for the sake of Ah Yi. "
"This is the only way... Ah!"
A Yi grabbed Xitong's arm and bit him hard.
But Xitong didn't get angry because of this. She stroked A Yi's white hair and said, "It's okay, A Yi, we will get back to where we are now soon. Our light will come soon."
"Will the light come soon..." Ximing watched A Yi's crazy expression gradually subside.
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Xili returned to that holiday again, and at this time Qiu Shan's chains had been untied.
Xili was very surprised when she came back. She looked around worriedly and then walked up to Qiu Shan.
"Why don't you run away? I told you..."
"Shhh."
Qiu Shan signaled Xili not to make such a fuss.
"Well...I won't leave..."
"I will never abandon the person I love because of your kindness!"
Xili's cheeks turned red, and the only love object she yearned for was Lord Master. But the boss would never pay attention to a small character like her.
"Well...I'm leaving, you will be punished..."
"I don't need your sympathy! Next time, don't let me see you from here again!"
Xili couldn't go out. She knew that once Qiu Shan left this place, she would be punished.
Just like the poor girl before, she would also endure the horrible and disgusting ritual.
But the difference is that one is for himself and the other is for the family.
"Well...I won't leave..."
But Qiu Shan's answer remained unchanged.
This made Xili very angry, "Do you know that if you don't leave him, he will force me to create a pure-blooded person with you! I won't do this. But as long as you leave, I will I can still stand by that person’s side!”
Qiu Shan listened to Xili's answer and realized that their thoughts of betraying the clan were all twisted.
It is obviously the most painful thing, but as long as it involves your own racial rituals, it becomes paramount.
"Well...this is wrong..."
Qiu Shan's dissuasion was of no use at all. He saw how happy Xili was when he mentioned the chief secretary.
But doing things for the person you like is not called love at all, but rather foolishness.
"I'm still saying what do you know!" What Xili dislikes the most is Qiu Shan's serious face. She also knows that what Qiu Shan said is the truth, but how can someone who has exposed the truth admit it easily.
At this moment, Qiu Shan grabbed Xili's hand and pulled her into his arms.
"What are you doing! Don't come near me!"
Xili wanted to break away from Qiu Shan's embrace, but Xili knew clearly in her heart that what she needed most now was this kind of hug.
"Well..." Qiu Shan felt Xili, who had been resisting, relax.
"Why... we obviously want to treat you like this... why do you still treat me so well..."
Xili's head was buried in Qiu Shan's arms, so she couldn't see her expression. Her voice was cold and had lost the gentleness it had before.
"Well...because you're not a bad person."
"Haha... I really want to be a bad guy..."
The two hugged each other for a moment.
The mysterious boss came to a place that looked like a prison cell.
This place is different from the pale hall. It is surrounded by darkness, like being in an abyss.
A white man was restrained in the center of the dark room. This man was covered in bruises and must have been subjected to inhumane abuse.
The boss approached the man and said, "Aren't you going to hand it over?"
The weak light shines directly on the white man in the center, making him look particularly dazzling.
The white man shook hands vigorously, then stared at the chief with resentful eyes.
"Are you dissatisfied? Aren't you the one who has the most precious treasure of our family? Why don't you call it out! Or is it in the hands of that woman?"
The Master went over to hold up the white man's hand. At this time, the white man spat out the blood in his mouth.
The blood stained the white man's robe, and the master pinched the white man's cheek angrily.
The white man refused to admit defeat and spoke with difficulty, "A shadow will always be a shadow, don't try to become a human!"
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