At night, after the informal talks, everyone returned to the embassy specially prepared for them. Torea settled here early, and according to normal procedures, these ambassadors should actually be able to see Mr. Muqi in three days. This time, it was Mr. Muqi who found Zhou Li and his party in a private capacity and was not included in the records.
Torea was sitting in the conference room of the embassy. Alone, she sat quietly on the carved wooden bench. Her eyes reflected the stars and moon outside the glass, like pure ice studded with diamonds, bright and cold.
No matter when, she always looked so cold and serene, as if nothing in the world could cause ups and downs on that beautiful face. While people are immersed in this beautiful picture, they will not feel any sense of blasphemy. The accompanying guards even felt that if they kept staring at Torea, they would be desecrating this pure scene.
"That's fucking hot hey!"
Oh, here comes the blasphemer.
The guard watched numbly as Zhou Li gently opened the door and then behaved wantonly. This scene happened many times. On the way to Muqi, Zhou Li often kicked open the door of Torea's carriage. Faced with this kind of unreserved behavior of a three-year-old child, Torea was helpless and helpless, and there was no other way.
Fortunately, Torea herself has an indifferent temperament, so Zhou Li's jumping up and down actions did not affect her mood much. I’m not in any mood anyway, I’m already at my lowest point.
However, this time, Zhou Li did not disgust her with his nonsense like he did on the road. Zhou Li nodded with satisfaction after walking around the embassy, and then sat leisurely in front of him. After politely asking other guards to avoid him, Zhou Li looked at Torea and said:
"Let's talk."
After Zhou Li said these three words, Ai Wei and A Yin thought at the same time:
Oh, you also know that in addition to kicking and rolling around every day, there is another word called talk.
Along the way, Zhou Li took great care of Torea. The Ivey brothers and sisters even wondered if the two had any ancestral grudge or revenge for killing their father. Zhou Li was so hostile to Torea.
Eluma, who was hanging clothes nearby, breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Zhou Li wanted to talk. Eluma is kind-hearted by nature. Although sometimes she acts like a little devil and causes mischief, and sometimes she controls the most unstable Azi and Zhou Li like a strict mother, she is always a soft-hearted girl.
Eluma's talent allows her to detect the other person's character. In fact, the first time she saw Torea, Eluma felt a little excited from the bottom of her heart. Because she smelled the same kind of scent on Torea, a scent that made her like this cold girl from the bottom of her heart.
Eluma also confirmed with Xiao Ke that there was no smell of blood on Tolea's body, she was clean, and there was no ordinary dust smell. But the problem is that Zhou Li is obviously not particularly friendly to Torea. Although Eluma doesn't understand why Zhou Li would target Torea so much, after weighing the status of these two people in her heart for a second, Eluma Ma could only regretfully choose to keep her distance from Torea.
And today Zhou Li wants to talk to Torea. Will there be a turn for the better?
With excitement, Eluma moved next to Zhou Li and pretended to flip through the books in her hands. In fact, her little ears were slightly raised, listening to the conversation between the two.
Facing Zhou Li, who looked like a gentleman, Torea was stunned for a moment. She looked at Zhou Li and nodded lightly.
"I was disgusted with you before, but there was actually a reason."
Zhou Li got straight to the point: "Do you remember the story I once told you?"
Torea did not speak, but continued to nod.
"I'm going to tell you how the story ends."
Zhou Li looked at Tolea with an indifferent expression and a calm tone: "The young man finally won. He defeated the evil demon king who slaughtered all living beings, and the world was at peace."
Then, there was a long silence.
The cicadas chirped outside the window, and the wind blew through the leaves to accompany the cicadas' chirping. The green path is shrouded in moonlight, and the warm stones reflect the soft moonlight. The air in Muqi is cool and always gives people a soothing feeling.
Torea listened to the chorus of leaves and cicadas, and the lucky moonlight fell in her eyes. She pursed her lower lip slightly, and the cool air with a moist feeling made her feel inexplicably calm. She just looked at Zhou Li without asking questions or speaking, as if the pause button had been pressed at this moment, freezing everything.
"Is that all?"
A soft voice, less cold and frosty, slowly came out. Torea looked at Zhou Li with an inexplicable look in her eyes.
Zhou Li chuckled, nodded, and said slowly to the hopeful Torea in a mocking tone: "Yes, it's over."
"What about the boy's hometown?"
It seemed that Torea, who had escaped from the inexplicable state just now, had regained her former coolness. She looked out the window and lightly opened her red lips: "Planet, the planet where the boy originally lived."
"He saved another world."
Zhou Li looked at Torea and said calmly: "What the gods asked him to save is another world, the world where the gods live. It is not the world of young people. Do you understand?"
"That's not the case." Torea said softly, as if defending the young man: "He shouldn't have to bear this. He has no obligation. Therefore, the gods should give him corresponding rewards."
Then, she saw Zhou Li's half-smiling expression, and the lingering mockery in his eyes.
At this moment, Torea seemed to understand something. She gently raised her hands on her knees, a rare gesture. She looked at Zhou Li and said calmly: "You said that this is just a story."
"Yeah, it's just a story."
Zhou Li repeated Torea's words, then smiled sarcastically and continued: "Because stories require logic, reality is even more absurd."
Torea was silent. In fact, she was only twenty years old now. But on her shoulders are the lives and hopes of two billion people on the planet Norea.
"You want to hate me for this unwarranted hostility, I don't care."
Zhou Li looked at Torea with an indifferent expression: "The only reason why I target you is that I hate you extremely, extremely, extremely. This is unprovoked and clueless hatred. You can understand it as my pure malice."
"You can hate me, hate me, and be disgusted with me as you like. This is normal, and I won't take it to cause trouble. Because I don't care."
Indifferent words and cold expression, this was Zhou Li that Eluma had never seen before. He looked at Torea with no sadness or joy, as lifeless as looking at a cold stone: "You will become the brave man that Magnum III wants to create. You will gain rights, honors, and many, many more."
"But you should never forget that the boy who hated the Demon King gained nothing in the end."
After saying that, Zhou Li reached out with his right hand, lifted up the dull-looking Eluma, and led everyone back to the group's room area. Torea was left alone in the empty conference room.
"Thanks."
This is what Zhou Li heard from Torea before closing the door.
