No one can be a dog licker

Chapter 248 Give me a hand?

"Xiao Shuai, look at these two guys. They hit me right away without saying a word! It's so rude! Quick, quick, beat them up for me!"

There was a rickety earthen table next to the dilapidated brick wall, and there stood an old man with bruises all over his face and eyes swollen like a panda.

While covering his injured cheek with his hands, he shouted at the top of his voice towards Zunshi who was sitting on the slightly old wooden stool not far away.

His trembling finger pointed straight at Wu Baitian and Mu Qinzao who were standing in the yard. He looked so arrogant that he seemed to have completely forgotten that just now, he had been begging Wu Baitian for mercy pitifully.

However, at this moment, Zunshi didn't care about the sudden intrusion of Wu Baitian and Mu Qinzao, nor the old man's complaint.

He still calmly slurped the bowl of steaming white porridge, then picked up the only dish of salted pickles on the table and put them into his mouth, eating with relish.

Wu Baitian directly pushed the old man away from Zunshi and sat on the dirty stool with a missing leg beside the table:

"Respected General! I am Wu Baitian, your admiration for you is like a surging river, so I came to pay you a special visit."

"Qian Shuai's diet is really elegant, with a bowl of white porridge and a plate of pickles. He is a role model for us."

Zunshi did not respond to what Wu Baitian said and acted as if he had not seen anything.

Wu Baitian smiled even sweeter, signaling Mu Qinzao to take the old man out. Then he also served a bowl of porridge from the small stove, took his chopsticks and sat back next to Zunshi.

He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the pickles, but just as he was about to touch them, another pair of chopsticks came out like lightning and suddenly opened them.

A cold snort sounded, "Humph! You want to share a bite of this stinky pickled vegetable?"

The person who is speaking is the one who is honored.

Faced with Zunshi's scolding, Wu Baitian did not get angry. Instead, he just smiled, and his chopsticks still persevered in reaching for the pickles.

Unfortunately, this time, her hand holding the chopsticks was ruthlessly knocked down by Zunshi. At the same time, her whole body fell directly from the stool to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

At this time, Mu Qinzao and the little old man were sitting cross-legged in the yard, staring at the sunset that painted the sky red.

The movement inside was just ordinary.

Wu Baitian covered his lips and coughed lightly, stood up from the ground, straightened the stool and sat down again steadily.

This time he was still using chopsticks to pick up the dish of pickles, and this time Zun Shi didn't stop him.

Wu Baitian got what he wished and picked up a piece of pickled vegetable and put it into his mouth to chew. At first he felt that it tasted extremely salty, but as he continued to chew, an indescribable bitter taste gradually spread.

Despite this, she continued to eat mouthful after mouthful, without even touching the porridge. In this way, under Zun Shi's cold gaze, the dish of pickled vegetables was quickly eaten up.

"You are too weak."

"Yes, but I dare." Wu Baitian gently placed the Dawn on the earthen table and stroked the bow with endless tenderness. "It's called Dawn. Isn't it beautiful? It's even more beautiful when killing people."

"Qian Shuai, I have learned all about your life story and your relationship with your predecessor, no matter how big or small the details are."

"You have exhausted your potential and reached the peak of the sixth rank, with no further progress. As the former commander's strategist, all matters of Dianqian were planned and handled by you.

I think this also includes her death. You accepted the order in times of crisis and retreated from the imperial capital to Nanzhao. So far, my senior sister has completed a perfect handover with you, right?"

"Unfounded speculation and fabrication are completely different." Zun Shi drank the porridge in one gulp. "She doesn't know there is a junior like you."

"Not necessarily. My teacher Qi Guoshan must know that I am his beloved disciple."

Zun Shi paused, having heard Wu Bai Tian's metaphor. He knew that the person who came was not kind, but he did not know that she was qualified to know this secret.

"Qian Shuai, please help me out since your sister and I are from the same school."

"You." Zun Shi looked up at Wu Baitian and then smiled, "You cheated me?"

"Hahaha, I specifically traced your and Senior Sister's life background back three generations, including your classmates' classmates, your parents, and their relatives and friends' relationship networks, and screened them all carefully.

But it turns out that there is no connection between the two from any angle. But, did the "Dianqian" just fall into your hands?

Reasonable assumptions, bold arguments, I guessed right, right? "

Zun Shi asked back, "They can be husband and wife, close friends, but how can you be sure they are siblings?"

"Haha, it's about feeling. Above the data, it's just about feeling. The respected general, the distinguished general, needs me."

"Uncle Xiang..."

Wu Baitian interrupted Zunshi bluntly:

"Kong Xiang is 65 years old, with a second-grade realm and fourth-grade eyes. He destroyed 320 trafficking dens in Nanzhao and captured 89 third-grade warriors alive. He has no children, but he still sticks to his post and is unwilling to leave.

Now there are 82 people, some are old, some are disabled, and the "Dianqian" is like a nursing home. Everyone is in the same boat and has to eat coarse food. It's ridiculous."

"Really? So the 'Dianqian' needs you to be a sign? You are indeed quite capable. But your official reward of 4500 million is more than what we can do in a year. If I capture you and put you in the guard team, I can also improve the food and avoid being laughed at, right?"

"This little money? I can just transfer it to you." Wu Baitian took off his wig and rubbed his round head. "Compared to this, among the eight cities and eighteen states, does Qian Shuai have a suitable candidate in mind? Why not tell me and I can help you change them all."

"Really? Commander, can Sun Hou be replaced as well?"

"That's not worth changing! Isn't that your umbrella of protection? How many troubles has it cleared for you from all over the world?"

Zun Shi slowly shook his head, a hint of helplessness and disappointment flashed in his eyes. He cleared the pickled vegetable dish on the earthen table:

"Do you think that just changing people can solve the problem? Or do you think that I can't even do such a small thing as changing people?"

Wu Baitian responded sharply: "I thought? I thought you were only suitable to be a think tank and a military advisor. No matter how hard you rack your brains and how many schemes you make, in the end you can only protect yourself.

It is true that Dianqian has survived until now because of you. But you don’t really think that this is all the result of your planning, right? "

"I just said it, I am weak but I am brave. I have to be the commander. If your old subordinates want to shine, they can come to our Beiyuan Blood Forest. 'Dianqian' is no longer suitable for retirement."

"You can't even protect yourself, yet you're so arrogant?"

"You are right. I am afraid that if I leave Nanzhao, I will be beheaded." Wu Baitian drank the porridge in the bowl and handed it to Zunshi unceremoniously. "But as long as I can hold the position of the commander, I will naturally be able to turn bad times into good times."

"In my hands, the Dianqian will either be restored to its former glory or disappear. Just like my teacher..."

Zunshi took the empty bowl from Wu Baitian's hand and gently placed it on the earthen table. Then he pressed the table top, and a row of stairs leading to the underground appeared on the dusty ground.

After glaring at Wu Baitian, he said, "Come down!"