On the balcony, the wind was freezing.

The thin air is intertwined with layers of white mist, and occasionally a ray of sunlight can be seen diffused through the gaps between the overlapping mountains.

Zhang Ruoyu sat on the chair expressionlessly. The cigarette between his fingers had been burned out, but he did not smoke it.

The two men just faced off.

After a long time, Zhang Ruoyu threw away the cigarette butt and lit another one: "You are such a tough-talking and loving father."

"That's ridiculous." The man took a sip of tea and said calmly. "But compared to your father, I'm really good."

"I don't think so." Zhang Ruoyu frowned. "How can you be better than him?"

"I'm better than him in everything." The man wrote lightly. "He often lies to you, but I have never lied to your aunt. He shows weakness and pretends to be innocent at the foot of the mountain every day, as if he doesn't know anything, but in fact he knows everything."

"He locked himself in prison, as if he had suffered a huge injustice, but in fact, if he wants to come out, who can stop him?"

"He wants to provide you with a complete family, who can stop him?"

Zhang Ruoyu narrowed his eyes slightly and opened his thin lips slightly: "Then why did he do this?"

"He is pretending to be pitiful in front of you, trying to win your sympathy." The man said calmly. "He wants to use you to do what he wanted to do but failed to do."

The man put down his tea cup and put out his cigarette.

Staring straight at Zhang Xiangbei, his whole body was filled with overwhelming domineering air: "He is afraid of me, he dare not face me."

"But in this world, no matter how rich or poor a father is, how can he want his children to follow his own path?"

The man said word by word: "Zhang Dazhi, he really doesn't look like a father."

Zhang Ruoyu frowned and said, "Are you going too far?"

"I spoke out of emotion, and my emotions didn't stop at once."

The man refilled a cup of tea for himself and said in a calm tone: "Let's talk about serious matters."

As he said that, the man raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the door of the living room: "The door is right there, where it comes from, and where it goes back. I don't want to care about what you do at the foot of the mountain, but I don't care about what you do in the mountain." As you are a young and energetic junior, I forgive you."

After that, he personally poured a cup of tea for Zhang Xiangbei and said word by word: "After drinking this cup of tea, get out and go down the mountain overnight."

Zhang Ruoyu still listened expressionlessly to the arrogant words that the elder man said to him.

He hadn't heard such wild words in many years.

And it is extremely confident and unbridled.

Zhang Ruoyu moved his muscles a little.

Then stood up slowly.

His dark eyes glanced at the unfathomable cliff, and he suddenly grinned and asked, "Has anyone ever fallen from here?"

While talking.

The whole body is full of hostility, and murderous intent will definitely appear.

When the man heard this, his brows were not as plain as before, but more domineering: "Do you want to give it a try?"

"I want you to try it."

Zhang Ruoyu was moved.

His body only leaned forward slightly.

In an instant, a terrifying aura of aggression swept across the entire balcony.

Every muscle in his body was adjusted to its optimal condition in an instant.

It seemed that in just a moment, the man who spoke arrogant words could be thrown off a cliff, leaving no trace of his body.

But under such a devastating momentum.

The man sat still on the chair, leaning back slightly, holding a cigarette between his fingers, staring at Zhang Ruoyu lightly.

A man who was already a god at the foot of the mountain.

There was even a hint of provocation hidden in the corners of his eyes.

As if asking: Are you sure you want to fight me?

"You below the mountain are like no one in a million."

The man was calm and calm, and said, neither salty nor indifferent: "But there is no one in ten thousand, it is just the threshold to see me."

"Your father, Zhang Dazhi, was considered unique in his time. Your father-in-law, Han Laomo, was also considered unique in his time. Even your mother, Queen Ma, in the eyes of ordinary people, was a peerless master who was unique in her own right."

Men don't like to look up to others.

He also slowly stood up and stared directly at Zhang Ruoyu, or Zhang Xiangbei.

"Zhang Xiangbei, you can see me because I want to see what kind of man my daughter was raised by."

"You can see me because I just had a fight with my daughter. It's because I'm in a bad mood and want to find someone to talk to."

"It's not because your name is Zhang Xiangbei, or because you control 300,000 Beimang soldiers."

"Before I went up the mountain, I reached the top in the areas you are best at. I also aspired to the top in the areas you are not good at."

"While you are using your proud capital to control the world and be arrogant, I have more than you."

"Every road you take, I have walked, but you may not have walked the road I have walked."

The man's deep and domineering gaze looked down into the abyss: "Go down the mountain, don't seek death."

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