Bulwark of Light

Chapter 269 Parting Happiness (End)
"My time...is running out."

Zhao Xilai turned the wheelchair vigorously, faced Lu Nanzhi, and said something that he had been pondering for a long time. The purpose of this mountain climbing, interview, and meeting was actually to be able to say these words face to face: "I will hand over the banner to you, Everything Lu Cheng left behind, including my share...all of it, will be handed over to you."

This is enough news to shake the entire metropolis.

This was also an unexpected move by Lu Nanzhi.

As Zhao Xilai said... He actually has no choice. Guangming City and the Lin family, as well as external oppression, cannot tolerate Zhao's hesitation any longer. He must attack with all his strength and win the bill battle.

"Even if I object to the bill?"

Lu Nanzhi frowned slightly, and said, "I don't understand..."

"Don't say it's you, I don't understand either."

Zhao Xilai laughed softly, "If I still had time, even if it was only for a year, I'm afraid I wouldn't make such a choice... Humans are greedy and dissatisfied animals. That’s when you realize it’s almost over.”

"The one who gave up the bill competition is not you, nor Huaqi, but 'Zhao Shi'."

The old man said calmly: "I have already sent emails to Guangming City and the Lin family, expressing my attitude... After the invasion of the apostles of the Tower of Origin, there may be many changes in the bill, and the attitude of the Dongzhou Council may change. In view of Due to the time factor, I cannot sit on this ship, continue to steer, and welcome the arrival of the new world... I have more heart than strength, and this is probably the biggest regret in my life."

"so……"

"It is conceivable that your road will be very difficult in the future." The old man said quietly: "The attitude of Guangming City and the Lin family will change because of my withdrawal, and Huaqi's help in Outer Continent may disappear...but they I can't blame anything, because I have tried my best, but in the last stage of my life, I can't hand over the banner to..."

Speaking of which.

He paused slightly, looked down the mountain, "Leave it to that idiot..."

"So... Congratulations, Nan Zhi, you have won."

This is a war without gunpowder.

It was also a war without casualties.

Under that soft and gentle congratulations, it was actually a heartfelt blessing from an old lion... Of course Lu Nanzhi knew that even if Zhao Xilai only had one day or one hour left, he could still use the existing system of banners to greet him, And the whole South Bay, issued a deadly counterattack, causing huge trouble for himself.

There is no smoke and casualties, because the flames of war never broke out.

Everything was extinguished in that sentence of congratulations.

"..."

Madam put her arms around her forearms, not knowing what to say.

She looked at the old man in front of her with complicated emotions... Perhaps at a certain moment, she regarded this old man as her teacher, and it was only because of the ten years of cultivation that she was able to grow, but more often, she Treat it as an enemy, and remind yourself all the time that everything you do is to accumulate strength, and it is all for the war that will break out sooner or later.

But now.

She thought in a daze again.

Perhaps in the long years that have spread throughout the entire ten years... She also regarded this old man as a guide, a pioneer, and a person who can be trusted.

Everything is as expected.

When I persisted in my ideals and beliefs, and chose to stand on the opposite side of the Awakening Act... the war broke out.

But what happened next was completely opposite to what I expected.

No sacrifice no conflict.

The old man seemed to be waiting for himself to stand up... and then took off the crown and presented it to himself.

Is this a coincidence?
Or, was it already calculated by him?

"Old Lu said that it is difficult to say goodbye when we meet."

Zhao Xilai smiled softly, "Thinking back in the past, I met him very happily. It was a scene that I will never forget in my life, because I really believed that Lu Cheng and I could work together to create a brighter world... It was just a dream After being broken, I realized that ideals and reality are different."

"Because of the Federation, I am on the opposite side of him."

"He fell in Lion Lane because of a disagreement."

"Because of all kinds... indescribable, innumerable things... I came here again, everyone can't escape the fate of death, of course I am no exception, but fortunately, outside this mountain, there are people with colorful banners. The flag is flying."

Zhao Xilai asked with a soft smile, "Since we are happy to meet each other, why bother to say goodbye?"

Lu Nanzhi recited it silently in her heart.

These words are not so much said to themselves.

It's better to say...it's for Lu Cheng.

When the wind blows, the simple wooden tablet swayed with the wind.

"Finally... I have a request."

The old man looked up.

He said sincerely: "I will give everything to you, and you will become the master of the flags, the councilor of Dadu... I just hope you let that idiot go."

Lu Nanzhi stood silently in the wind.

For this meeting, she brought the beaded camera with her, as well as video evidence from the auditorium.

This is ironclad evidence.

It is also the key to her confidence in winning the game against Huaqi.

But...she never showed it, or even told the old man about it.

"The spiritual exile in the Freedom Auditorium was planned by him...he has confessed to me."

Take a deep breath.

Zhao Xilai raised his head, looked at Lu Nanzhi, and said with a difficult smile: "Sometimes I really envy Lao Lu, who gave birth to such an excellent daughter like you. But...however, it is the father's responsibility to have such a thing happen. big."

"I'm sorry for him..."

At this moment, the old man in the wheelchair is no longer a member of Dadu, but a father.

His face no longer exudes a bright red light, but gradually becomes pale and wrinkled, and there is a gloomy guilt in his eyes, "I... am not a good father..."

"What do you want me to do with him?"

Madam huddled in the coat, silently holding the hand of the evidence, and let go again. She lowered her eyes and pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice.

"As long as you don't kill him..."

The old man's voice was as soft as a mosquito, "I will arrange for him to go to Beizhou... If he can die in the fortress, that would be the best thing. The premise is that you are willing to give him a chance to leave Dadu."

Lu Nanzhi hesitated to speak.

Everything that happened tonight was not what I expected.

She was even prepared for a fierce fight between the two sides... She thought she would be bloodied, and she was also prepared to never take a step back.

But fate is like this.

I don't know when the wind rises, and I don't know where the wind goes.

Hatred, resentment, entanglement... all dissipated with the evening wind on the small barren mountain.

"……it is good."

After a long time, she nodded, agreeing to the matter.

"One more thing..."

The old man suddenly thought of something, and tried very hard to speak, pointed to this barren mountain, forced a smile with difficulty, and asked cautiously: "After I die... can I be buried here?"

The tip of the lady's nose is a little sour.

She sighed softly, and said in a shy voice, "...Of course."

"what……"

Hearing this answer, the old man in the wheelchair showed a childlike smile.

"I want to stay with... Lao Lu for a while..."

He shrugged his shoulders, huddled into a ball, and muttered softly: "It's dark...it's so cold..."

Lu Nanzhi silently carried the lantern and placed it beside the old man. The warm light from the lantern enveloped the simple tombstone and the lonely wheelchair. She took off her coat, put it beside the old man, and turned to leave.

There was a very light laugh behind him.

With the sweeping of dead leaves, there is a rustling sound.

It has been many years since Zhao Xi came, and he has never laughed like this.

The last time was many years ago when the two high-spirited men in the metropolitan area met.

But now, all the strength in his body has dissipated, and the voice squeezed out of his throat is also indistinct.

These voices drifted away with the wind.

"Thank you……"

"I'm very happy..."

(End of this chapter)