"But," the master of Zixiao Pavilion changed his tone again: "Later I realized that I still misjudged you. Although you are infatuated, you are even more heartless! You can watch the woman you love being tortured alive in front of your eyes. Burning to death without reaching out to save her was beyond my expectation. From that moment on, I decided that you, Chu Shaoyang, was my chosen successor! All the fruits that are about to mature will be handed over to you! Only you can bear all this, and only you are worthy of the title of the co-owner of the world! You are young, you are handsome, you are brave and resourceful, and you are scheming! Changing, you are cold and stoic, you can make everyone fall at your feet, only you!"
The voice of Master Zixiao Pavilion was not very loud, but to Chu Shaoyang's ears, it seemed as if he was running through a big river, roaring like a huge current.
His mood was agitated one after another, his handsome face was slightly red with excitement, and his eyes were extremely bright.
He seemed to see a glittering golden road in front of him, paved with a red carpet. At the end of the road, there was an even more golden throne, towering above everyone.
People cheered under the throne and fell at his feet.
With everyone looking up, he climbed to the top step by step, sat on the throne, and looked down at all living beings.
This scene had only appeared in his dreams, but now it was clearly before his eyes.
As long as he nods, what he dreams of will be at his fingertips!
There were bursts of sweat and hot flashes in his palms.
is that true? Is all this true
Could it be that he was still dreaming
"Believe me, kid, this is not a dream! As long as you nod, it will all be yours."
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion seemed to have read through his thoughts and smiled at him with gentle words of encouragement.
For the first time, such a smile appeared in his wrinkled wrinkles, which made the cold and solemn atmosphere around him melt away.
Chu Shaoyang felt that he was not facing the famous and frightening killer, but a kind and gentle elder who supported the elder who climbed to the top of life with both hands!
His mind was bewitched by the picture painted by the master of Zixiao Pavilion, and he nodded unconsciously.
"Okay, I promise to be your heir."
He said each word slowly.
As soon as the words came out, a heavy stone seemed to have fallen in his heart, and he suddenly felt relaxed.
He has been struggling with his stubbornness and arrogance. In fact, when the master of Zixiao Pavilion first proposed it, he couldn't wait to agree.
He didn't understand that it was the Master of Zixiao Pavilion who convinced him in the end, but instead succumbed to his ambition.
The master of Zixiao Pavilion was right, he was indeed infatuated, and he did give up his life for Shen Ning.
But in his heart, life has never been the most important thing. He has other pursuits that are more important than Shen Ning and life!
That is the pursuit of power that is buried deepest in his heart!
Every word of Master Zixiao's words moved him, like a small hammer, each blow shook his heart and soul, making him extremely excited.
Become the common master of the world!
Become the best in the world!
This is a temptation that he simply cannot refuse!
At this moment, Shen Ning's shadow had become faint and faint, and was almost invisible due to the longing in his heart.
As the best person in the world, you must not touch the feelings of men and women. Instead, your body should be like a rock and your heart should be as solid as iron!