"He didn't come back?" Hoffman asked in a deep voice, his body was still sitting upright, and his military uniform was straight.
"I haven't come back." The long-robed young man answered bravely, and then summoned up his courage and said, "Father, we have so many powerful masters, we can send other masters to go. This Duanmu Tianbang is only ranked 3222. There are other warriors who are stronger than him... "
Father frowned, and the young man in robes shut up wisely, but he didn't feel that he had said anything wrong. He didn't understand why his father valued Duanmu so much. Could it be that his father was getting old and began to miss the old love
Hoffman loosened his brows, and his expression returned to calm: "Schilling, what do you think is strong?"
"Strong is difficult to define, but the ranking of the Tianbang should explain some problems." Schilling said somewhat dissatisfied.
"Really?" Hoffman suddenly showed a playful smile on his face, but his tone was abnormally cold: "Then do you know how many golden warriors died at the hands of Duanmu?"
Xilin froze for a moment, then his face changed drastically, and he stammered: "He... can he kill the golden warrior?"
"Five." Hoffman raised his palm, and the banter on his face disappeared, replaced by a ruthless and venomous snake: "Is it surprising? Never jump to conclusions about things you are not familiar with. You imagined it to be bigger. Can’t you figure it out? Hehe, some people have ten percent strength, but they can only display seven or eight percent, while others, with eight percent strength, can display twelve percent in his hands. points of strength."
Xilin stood there dumbfounded.
"The more powerful a person is, the more he is addicted to force, and he is unwilling to use his brain, because they don't need it. If a person is used to solving problems with force, you think he can use force to solve problems that cannot be solved by force." Good brains? Naive!" Hoffman stood up: "Such people, they are just fake powerful. A simple trick can ruin his life. On the list, are there not many golden warriors who died of tricks? Duanmu's strength is not comparable to that of a golden warrior, but he has enough patience, a calm mind, and can make decisive judgments, and such a person only needs decent strength, and he can be stronger than others!"
"Be a brainer, Schilling!"
Hoffman's last sentence was not polite at all.
"Yes, Father." Xi Lin's blushing face returned to calm.
Seeing that Schilling calmed down, Hoffman's eyes flashed a hint of approval, and he said, "Then analyze it now."
Xi Lin took a deep breath, got rid of those negative emotions, regained his composure, and said in a deep voice: "As my father said, with Duanmu's strength, I can't get away with it. The Three Souls City must be much stronger than we expected. It's good that Duanmu was killed, if he hadn't been killed, then the City of Three Souls probably already knew of our existence. That is to say, there is no room for both of us to change things."
Hoffman remained expressionless: "Continue."
"Since there is no room for change, then we have no need to cover up." Xi Lin's voice was like the winter wind, revealing a murderous intent, and his white palm slashed in the void: "If you don't do it, don't stop. Let's take the Three Soul City!"
"Very good." Hoffman nodded: "You can handle this matter. I don't care what method you use. If you can solve the Three Soul City perfectly, then I will advise His Majesty to let you lead the party alone."
A hint of surprise flashed in Xilin's eyes. His father was extremely rigid and stubborn. Once he made a promise, it would definitely be fulfilled. He said, "Can you use the Corps?"
The corner of Hoffman's mouth was full of jokes again: "Do you still need to use your troops? Sending anyone at random can solve the problem."
Xilin was not discouraged, he knew that this was a test for him by his father. Only by passing this test can he get his father's true approval.
"Okay!" Schilling nodded heavily.
Hoffman watched Schilling leave in high spirits, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
Among them, the one who is most likely to succeed him is Schilling.
Schilling's talents are excellent in all aspects, but he is more than peaceful and less aggressive. Now that His Majesty is very ambitious, it is the time to forge ahead, how can such a peaceful temperament be favored by His Majesty
Then use the City of Three Souls to sharpen Xi Lin's temperament.
Only the tempering of iron and blood can make him truly mature.
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City of Three Souls, interrogation room.
Duanmu in front of him was very cooperative, and poured out everything he knew like beans. Once Duanmu recognized the situation, he would not hesitate at all.
Sai Lei, who had prepared a lot of means, didn't use any of them, which made her very disappointed.
Taking the information obtained from Duanmu, a group of people began to meet. They needed to find useful information from it. This is Loquat's specialty, even Tang Chou is far inferior.
At this moment, Ding Dang broke in, and everyone looked at her in unison.
"Hoffman is going to attack us." Ding Dang said succinctly, "His eldest son, Xilin, has made a move."
Ding Dang is not what it used to be. With sufficient funds, her intelligence network expands and infiltrates at an astonishing speed. Now she seldom goes to the front desk. Under the suggestion of Pipa, she established an intelligence organization called [Yunxiameng]. On the surface, Yunxiameng is like the most common intelligence organization, reselling information. No one knew that Yun Xiameng was actually serving Three Soul City.
In order to deal with Hoffman, all the forces of the Yunxia League were mobilized, desperately collecting information.
"Judging from the current signs, it is Hoffman who wants to attack us, not Ophiuchus." Loquat's words let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.
The power represented by Ophiuchus is too strong for the current Three Soul City to resist. It would be much easier if it was just Hoffman's personal intentions.
Tang Chou said in a deep voice: "If this assumption is true, then the possibility of Hoffman using the Corps is very low."
In any constellation, the use of the Corps will never be regarded as a private act. If Hoffman didn't want to cause misunderstandings, he would never use the Corps.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief again, only Bing lowered his head and clenched his fists involuntarily.
I am still not strong enough!
The feeling of being so suppressed by the old enemy of the year is really terrible.
When will Ophiuchus be able to ride on his own neck to show off his might!
Bing's face was gloomy, but he didn't speak. He was angry with himself. I feel that the Southern Cross Corps fell into my hands, but was suppressed by Ophiuchus, it's too humiliating!
Although he has countless reasons to tell himself, he has only been struggling for a few years, how many years has Ophiuchus been in business, and so on.
However, I'm still upset!
No reason to be upset!
He bit his lip tightly and said nothing.
Only Tang Chou noticed the strangeness of Bing. The others didn't know much about the grievances between the Southern Cross and Ophiuchus, and they couldn't connect the war 10,000 years ago with Bing and Ophiuchus. In their eyes, Ophiuchus is just a declining equatorial constellation. Although it was one of the zodiac constellations back then, it was too far away.
Everyone's spirits lifted.
"This is the list of warriors that Schilling may use." Ding Dang's face could not hide his tiredness, and his voice was hoarse and dry.
It is rare to see such a ponytail girl who is ghostly and always energetic. Everyone knows that Ding Dang must have put in a lot of effort for this list.
"Leave it to us!" Sai Lei couldn't help but softly said, and then snorted coldly: "If you have this list, if you are defeated by others, I will buy a piece of tofu and beat you to death!"
"That's right!"
"Ding Dang, go to rest and leave it to us!"
Everyone said.
"Don't worry about me, I'll just rest on the sofa for a while." Ding Dang walked to the sofa in the corner, curled up like a cat, and soon fell asleep sweetly.
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Xilin soon got information about Three Soul City.
"They are under martial law, stricter than before." Brother Young Master glanced at the information, and said indifferently, "It seems that they know that you are going to attack."
"It's not surprising to know." Schilling said slowly.
"If you ask me, the old man is also hypocritical. Sending a regiment directly is not as simple as crushing an ant to death?" Brother Young Master shrugged: "I have to engage in such nonsense."
"Father naturally has his considerations." Schilling said, "I came to you this time because I hope to get your support."
"Ouch, my big brother, I heard right!" Young Master said with an exaggerated expression, and said in an even more exaggerated tone, "My big brother actually needs the support of me, a trash!"
"You don't need to say such a thing." Schilling said calmly, "You and I have the same interests. If I am not the successor, who do you think will let you go?"
Brother Young Master was like a deflated ball: "Okay, what do you want?"
"Money." Schilling said, "Aside from money, what else do you have?"
"That's right." Brother Young Master nodded, "How much do you want?"
"All." Xilin said two words calmly.
"What?" Brother Young Master thought he had misheard.
"All your money." Schilling hit the nail on the head: "This test was given to me by my father, and I must complete it beautifully. Don't feel sorry for your money. If I pass the test, you can get ten times the money. Earn it back. If I don't pass, your current money is not yours."
The son was speechless, he didn't even have room to refute what the elder brother said.
"This battle, you, like me, can only win, not lose."
Xilin stared at Brother Young Master.
Brother Young Master saw the flickering cold star in his elder brother's eyes, and knew that his elder brother was really serious this time.
Brother Gongzi's expression also became serious: "As long as you are serious when you are young, there is nothing you can't do. Alright! I'll give it all to you! All your wealth will bet on you, and you won't keep a single penny! You must win!"
Xi Lin was moved, but he didn't speak. He just patted his younger brother on the shoulder, with a fighting spirit in his chest.