The villain's daily corpse collection

"Thank you."

Jun Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "I didn't expect the tea here to have such a unique flavor." He took the tea handed to him by Huo Feng and thanked him politely, but his eyes always stayed on Wang Wei's face.

It was rare for Wang to show "Very Unhappy" on his face. Huo Feng noticed it and there were dark tides surging in his heart, but the heartache was greater than the resentment.

Zaiwang's description of the breakup was an understatement. "He had been hiding his identity, and I was very upset when I found out. My family came to see me at that time, and I chose to go home, so of course I had to break up with him."

"But, can the love between the two of them for so many years be separated so smoothly?" Huo Feng thought carefully, he shook his head, looking very confused.

As for himself, he couldn't think of how to get out of it, as if he was in a dead end. Although he didn't know how the master got out of it, he admired him deeply.

But Wang Wei smiled lightly and explained the reason: "Nothing is impossible. When you know what you want, everything else is like floating clouds and no longer important."

Some memories flashed through my mind, these were what Wang Wei told me a few days ago.

"Master." Huo Feng sat next to Wang Wei and naturally grasped her hand, holding it tightly in his palm.

The coldness in his hand gradually spread to him. Wang Wei absorbed the warmth from his palm, and his expression eased a little. Jun Zhao put down the cup, and the bottom of the cup hit the table with a loud crisp sound.

"Tell me, where exactly is the thing in the City Lord's Mansion?" Wang Wei didn't want to talk too much about the past, so he went straight to the point.

"Let's take a step back and say that even if we have no relationship at all right now, there is still a layer of opposition. Are you going to ask me for what you need in this commanding manner?"

Jun Zhao had the only bargaining chip in his hand, and he didn't want to hand it over so easily, and finally he would still become the loser. Then, he turned to Huo Feng and said, "We are the ones who have the same stance, little Lord Huo, answer me, do you want to rebel against the Heavenly Palace?"

The atmosphere between the few people was too subtle. Bai Tang felt uncomfortable sitting at the table. He really couldn't stand the surging waves, so he turned into Tengu and went to the corner to catch mice for fun.

Huo Feng spoke calmly: "Tianzun is indeed my Lord, but I have never seen him. I only know that he is a god with boundless magical powers. If you are my Lord, then please prove that you are. If you cannot prove it, I will just treat what you said as a joke."

Jun Zhao's expression was a little bit unbelievable. He knew that Huo Feng had his own set of survival rules in front of Wangwei, but he didn't expect that he would talk back to him like this.

Just as he said, they are the camp with the same stance. Huo Feng can gain a foothold in the heaven and sacrifice himself for it, so he will certainly not have any disagreement with him on this issue.

"Hahaha..." Wang Wei laughed out loud. She suddenly let go of Huo Feng's hand, slowly stood up, moved closer to Jun Zhao, and lowered her voice. "He is my last disciple, so he is naturally in agreement with me. You are Zhuang Boyan, a complete mortal. If I really want to do something to you and take some extraordinary measures to get the clues I want to know, do you really think you can resist?"

Jun Zhao did not dodge, but stood up facing her gaze: "Then you can give it a try." Wang Wei grabbed his collar. Jun Zhao was much taller than her, but he was pulled down a lot by her, and was at most level with her.

There was a kind of anger without gunpowder between the two. "Mr. Zhuang, what good is it for you to drag me along? It's nothing more than you are worried that I will return to the heaven first and pose a threat to your Heavenly Palace. But I can tell you that I have no interest in the Heavenly Palace now, and I have no intention of... starting a war with my Lord. So I advise you not to target me."

"You have been in the lower world for so long, and your good master has ignored you and allowed his important minister, the head of the Sang family, to kill you. After your trip to the lower world, Chenzhongtian has changed. Didn't you notice it?"

Jun Zhao grabbed her hand and quickly wrote a few words on her palm - identity secret.

Seeing this, Huo Feng's face darkened, and he immediately stepped forward and waved away Jun Zhao's hand, "I respect that you were a celestial being in your previous life, but don't you think your words and actions are too much?"

Jun Zhao's expression slightly improved, not because of Huo Feng's words, but because of Wang Wei's expression at the moment - she wanted to kill him but could not help but endure it. She was so angry that she began to sit aside and regulate her breathing.

For Jun Zhao, hatred lasts longer than love. Since she can't love him anymore, she might as well hate him more.

Due to the unwritten rules in the hearts of the gods, they cannot kill mortals at will. Wang Wei really couldn't do it. In addition, if Jun Zhao died, he would directly ascend to become a god and return to the throne of the Heavenly Lord.

She felt relieved temporarily by killing someone, but it brought endless troubles to herself. This was purely asking for trouble. It would be better for her to let him be "Zhuang Boyan" as long as possible.

"Young Lord Huo, you may not be very clear about what happened between me and her." Jun Zhao's attitude towards Huo Feng was normal, because in his eyes Huo Feng was just an ignorant young man and there was no need to care too much about him.

"Zhuang Boyan, Brother Zhuang, just as my master said, you have a mortal fate in the mortal world, and we can't interfere too much. There is no need to talk about the past all the time. It's all in the past, and people should always look forward."

Huo Feng clenched his fists in his sleeves, but his expression remained calm. "Master also told me your past stories. However, we have already started a new life, and the friendship between Master and I cannot be buried by the past!"

Wang's disordered breath made her retreat temporarily and not argue with him. The cause of all the emotional ups and downs was that secret.

She sat aside and looked at Huo Feng, who argued with Jun Zhao and defended her from her perspective. Wang Wei did not rush to settle the matter, but wanted to listen to what else they could say.

A person has no future, so he always misses the past.

The other has no past, so looks only to the future.

"...When Master chose her own path, you should have known that you two were not on the same path!" Huo Feng slammed the table, "What Master wanted, you can't give her, no matter in the past or in the future."

Jun Zhao thought it was ridiculous. What did he know in the short time he had known her? Are all young people so reckless? "Tell me, what does she want?"

"She wanted to follow the path she had planned for herself, regardless of the dangers and obstacles, and regardless of the gains and losses. I know that her choice might not take the people around her into consideration. However, the people who stayed with her all chose to follow her voluntarily, including me."

Huo Feng continued, "I am not strong, nor am I her right-hand man. But our relationship is a two-way choice. Since I have made the choice, I am willing to give her everything I have."

"Brother Zhuang, you are used to her relying on you, but you don't know that what she really wants is never the life you give her."

These words almost made Jun Zhao stunned. He really didn't expect that Huo Feng could understand many of Wang Wei's inner thoughts in such a short time.

Jun Zhao naturally knew what she wanted, but she didn't necessarily have to get what she wanted.

Wang Wei still stood up, sighed, and said to Jun Zhao: "Then tell me your conditions."