If a war starts, both sides will suffer, but if there is no war, then he will lose face today. The scoundrel in Shatong actually put Yang Shangfei on the hot pot, which made him suffer.
"Dad! You can't let so many people lose their lives just for the sake of the child. This is putting the child in an unjust situation!" Just when Sha Tong and Yang Shangfei were staring at each other, neither of them willing to back down, Sha Tong Ping suddenly spoke.
"Ping'er, it has nothing to do with you here. Don't talk, just watch!" Sha Tong shouted in a deep voice.
Sha Ping shook his head and said, "Dad, are the things you taught your children in the past all false? Don't you really want your children to become upright men?"
"No matter what, dad can't let you die!" Saton said forcefully. [
"Then dad, can you bear to watch your child live with the self-blame of his conscience and the abuse and ridicule of others?" Sha Ping's voice suddenly raised an octave, and he stunned Sha Tong, and even Yang Shangfei I couldn't help but be surprised.
Sa Tong turned his head and stared at Sha Ping blankly, unable to regain his composure for a long time.
Sha Ping said with a bitter expression, "Dad, you have always kept your integrity and your reputation is the most important thing. If because of me, your prestige is ruined and you become the laughing stock of others, how can the child hold his head up even if he is alive? Instead of being so fearful." It is better to die vigorously than to survive cowardly! Dad, please help my child!"
"Ping'er..." Every word Sha Ping said shocked Sha Tong's heart, as if dozens of thunderbolts suddenly sounded in his heart, leaving his brain blank but his blood rushing like a raging fire.
"Young Master!" Ma Lao looked up to the sky and shouted wildly, then knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face. He knew that Shaping had already made up his mind to die, and no one could persuade him to do so. He was sad, but even more proud. Because as Sha Ping said, his death will be a vigorous death, a death that stands upright. Who would dare to say that the young master of the Wind Chaser Clan is a coward in the future
Saton closed his eyes tightly, and a line of tears seeped out from the slits of his eyes, slowly rolling down his resolute cheeks. Sa Tong has to be strong throughout his life and never shed tears no matter how difficult it is. But today, he really couldn't help it.
Yang Shangfei is not a hard-hearted person, and seeing this scene, his blood boils with excitement, and he gives Sha Ping a thumbs up in his heart. If Zhuyue and Zhuifeng didn't have a deep grudge against each other, he could only wish to recognize Shaping as his son-in-law right away.
Although Sha Ping is weak and doesn't know martial arts, he is extraordinary in his body and has a great heart. He is a truly brave person in this world.
Maybe it was Shaping's words that convinced Saton, or maybe Saton's mind was still blank at this time. When Shaping walked past him, Saton didn't react, but his shoulders shook slightly.
Sha Ping stood bravely in front of Yang Shangfei, even though he knew he was facing death at this time, his expression remained calm. It stands to reason that the person with a guilty conscience should be Sha Ping, but when Sha Ping's shining eyes met Yang Shangfei's, it was Yang Shangfei who involuntarily dodged.
"Uncle Yang, I understand the rules. Actually, there is no need for you to take me back to the Zhuyue Clan. I can end it myself."
"You..." Sha Ping's opening of his mouth surprised Yang Shangfei. Who could have imagined that Shaping, at such a young age, could face death so boldly and fearlessly.
Sha Ping did not let Yang Shangfei finish what he said, and said, "However, before I end it on my own, I have a few more words to say, please ask Uncle Yang for permission."