Ye Ming's eyes showed neither joy nor sorrow as he looked at the fallen Zhong Wuhen. The killing intent that had emanated from him had long since dissipated into nothingness.
It was very peaceful.
A few minutes later, Zhong Wuhen, who was believed to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
"Where... where am I?"
"Didn't I die?"
He stood up and looked at his surroundings. The harsh light made him feel a trace of warmth.
"I... I'm not dead!"
After a long silence, Zhong Wuhen finally confirmed that he was not dead!
Then, he noticed Ye Ming in front of him! At this point, he finally understood what had happened.
"How did death feel?" Ye Ming asked him, his voice soft.
Death!
Recalling the experiences he had just gone through, Zhong Wuhen was still somewhat dazed.
"I never want to experience it a second time!"
After a moment, Zhong Wuhen finally spoke, his voice a little low.
People often say that only by experiencing death can one understand the importance of living.
Zhong Wuhen must have deeply understood this at this moment.
"Is that so? But I can make you experience it a second time anytime!" Ye Ming said expressionlessly. "And next time, you might never wake up again!"
Clang!
Hearing this, Zhong Wuhen's heart leaped, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
"Mr. Ye, please don't joke like that. It's frightening!" Zhong Wuhen forced a smile that was uglier than crying and said quickly.
"Hmph! Regarding the matter of Liang Can, I can consider not holding you accountable!" Ye Ming said coldly. "But the premise is, what sincerity can you offer?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
After the baptism of "death," Zhong Wuhen was much more obedient. He absolutely dared not entertain any improper thoughts.
Zhong Wuhen took out a black card and presented it to Ye Ming, saying, "To compensate for my past mistakes, please accept these one billion Hua Guo coins!"
One billion!
It was indeed a substantial sum.
But in Ye Ming's eyes, it was nothing special.
"Is this your sincerity?" He did not take the black card from Zhong Wuhen's hand, but asked indifferently.
Obviously!
Ye Ming was not satisfied with this sincerity.
"Of course not!"
Zhong Wuhen was not too surprised by Ye Ming's reaction.
Although ten billion was not a small amount, for a strong individual who could easily cripple a Martial Emperor, its value was limited!
"Hm?"
Hearing this, Ye Ming took the black card from Zhong Wuhen and gestured for him to continue.
"Mr. Ye, for a powerful individual like yourself, money must have little meaning," Zhong Wuhen said, having prepared himself. "Therefore, I believe you will be very satisfied with my other show of sincerity!"
"Oh! Interesting!"
This time, Zhong Wuhen piqued Ye Ming's interest. "Tell me!"
"Before that, have you heard of a war?" Zhong Wuhen asked, his expression solemn and his tone subdued. "It is called - The War of Tian Shou!"
The War of Tian Shou!
Hearing the name, Ye Ming's body stiffened slightly.
He had not expected Zhong Wuhen to suddenly mention that war.
After all, one of his purposes for coming to the provincial capital was to learn some information about the "War of Tian Shou" from Du Gui.
Especially after discovering a trace of immortal aura while treating Du Gui, his curiosity about the ancient conflict had only grown.
Perhaps, it held secrets related to the path of immortal cultivation.
Seeing Ye Ming's slightly surprised expression, Zhong Wuhen knew that he had heard of it. He then said, "Since Mr. Ye has heard of this war, I need not elaborate. And my second show of sincerity,"
"is a piece of news!"
A piece of news?
News about the War of Tian Shou?
"Don't play coy! Speak quickly!"
Ye Ming's tone turned cold.
Seeing this, Zhong Wuhen's eyes narrowed as if he had perceived something.
But he dared not delay and quickly said, "Our Zhong family previously received news that the Bodhi Tree of Enlightenment, which triggered the War of Tian Shou last time, has reappeared."
"To be precise, someone is spreading news about the Bodhi Tree of Enlightenment again."
Zhong Wuhen continued, "The news claims that in half a month, at noon, the Bodhi Tree of Enlightenment will once again appear in the Tian Shou Land. It is ownerless; those who are fated will obtain it!"
The Bodhi Tree of Enlightenment reappearing!
And it was claimed: it is ownerless; those who are fated will obtain it.
Ye Ming frowned upon hearing this.
What was the intention of the person spreading this news?
Judging from the message alone, it seemed to be encouraging all ancient martial artists to compete for the Bodhi Tree of Enlightenment.
By doing so, was he intending to ignite another - War of Tian Shou?
"How true is this news?" Ye Ming asked.
"From the current perspective, it has at least eighty percent credibility!" Zhong Wuhen explained. "It is likely that the Feng family has also received this news!"
As for why the Du family had not received this news in advance, the reason was very simple.
It was because they had already lost their qualification.
The Du family, without the "Blade Emperor," could be automatically ignored in the eyes of some people.
"Interesting!"
At this moment, Ye Ming suddenly smiled.
He then looked at Zhong Wuhen and said, "The sincerity you have brought today, I am very satisfied with! The past matters are now settled between us!" Saying this, Ye Ming specifically reminded him, "This includes the matter of Zhong Wunian!"
As long as Zhong Wunian did not seek trouble with him, Ye Ming could choose to ignore him.
"So, you must keep your foolish brother in check! If there is another time, you should know the consequences!" Ye Ming warned.
"Yes! I will bear this in mind!"
Since the sincerity had been conveyed, Zhong Wuhen cupped his hands in farewell to Ye Ming. "Mr. Ye, if you have time, you are welcome to visit the Zhong family. I will certainly greet you with open arms."
"Mhm!"
After they parted ways, Zhong Wuhen had only walked a few steps when he saw an elegant and beautiful woman walking towards him.
Upon seeing this person, Zhong Wuhen's gaze became noticeably unnatural. He deliberately avoided her line of sight, not daring to meet her eyes.
Du Yuemian nodded to Zhong Wuhen as a form of greeting.
Then, she brushed past him.
During this time, Zhong Wuhen had countless opportunities to speak, but the words always stuck in his throat. He simply could not utter them.
In his heart, there was only bitterness.
A moment later, Zhong Wuhen clearly heard a clear and crisp call from Du Yuemian.
"Young Master!"
Hearing these two words, Zhong Wuhen's heart fluttered. But when he turned back, he could only see a receding figure.
"Am I... still unable to let go?" Zhong Wuhen asked himself.
He stood still for a moment, then walked away with a slightly heavy step.
Some people are destined to be without缘; why relentlessly pursue them?
Some matters are destined to be without result; why stubbornly dwell on them?
Only by moving forward will the緣 that should come and the results that should be achieved find us.